Alpha's True Mate

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, their branches like skeletal fingers reaching out to snatch me. The moon cast long, ominous sh

my chest. My legs ached as I ran, my feet pounding against the dry earth. I could

the air. I didn't dare look back, fearing what I might see. Instead, I poured all my energy into runni

ld feel eyes on me, boring into my skin like cold, calculating fingers

root and fell hard to the ground. I tried to scramble to my feet, b

arkness. Its eyes glowed yellowish-golden in the moonlight, and i

me like a predator sizing up its prey. I tried to scramble

of recognition. And then, in an instant, the werewolf transformed into

pered, his voic

everything

ng for breath, and looked around my darkened room. The moonlight streaming through the win

lingered from the dream. But the image of the werewolf's pierci

he night sky. The moon was full, casting a silver glow over the landscape. I felt a sh

the nightstand broke the silence. I picked it up, checking the scree

d spending time with my friends would help me forget about the dream. I quickly typ

g that something was off. The dream had felt so real, and the i

ting ready for the day. I had no idea what lay

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the c

soft hum of conversation filled the air. My friends Ella and Rose waved enthusiastically

, her eyes sparkling with excitement. Rose, with her chic outfit and bold accessories,

en cascaded down her back like a waterfall, and her bright smile could light up a room. Ella

me off guard. Her sharp wit and clever observations made her a loyal and trusted friend. Ro

ver me after the vivid dream. "Hey, what's up?" I

Ella said, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "B

ut my dream. "Just stress about school, I

ou're not still thinking a

ting away from theirs. "Yeah,

nly mean one thing " Rose

don't say th

't said anyth

those horrible cruel creatures " I sa

rents were killed by th

at her for bringing u

? " Ros

I'm ever going to be a mate to a werewolf " I said even though I knew that nothing I did w

wishes to be the mate of a werewol

me werewolf " Ella said and then she pouted her

ing vampire guy, they are much tamed than t

lone at the far end of the cafe, his eyes fixed on his

d to Ella, nodding discr

ed knowingly. "That's Jason, t

ed in surpris

is, he's from a pret

e before returning to his phone. Those red beautiful eyes that had star

cherish me just like the way my father did to my mother before they

th killed by the werewolves. Since then me and my younger brothe

m my reverie and I and my friends

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school h

a few feet away, leaning against another locker with his arms crossed over his ch

ep voice sending a fl

ing to play i

his eyes never leaving mine. "I'm Jason," he said,

d close to me, his eyes scanning my face. "

ing at the corners. "Beautifu

s. No one had ever called me beautiful

muttered,

s eyes still on me

ut not uncomfortable. I couldn't help but notice how handsome

rom a rich family judging fro

tures. His red eyes matched his red hair and tanned skin. His nose was pointed and straig

ilence. "I saw you staring

to my cheeks. "I was

w, a hint of amusement

a little embarrass

inting with humor. "Okay,

between us palpable. I couldn't help but wonder

you, Aria," Jason said fi

ing a little disappointed that o

eave, I called out t

his eyes quest

ur last name," I said,

ment. "That's because I didn't want to over

g a sense of reli

still on mine. "I'll

feel a sense of excitement. Who was Jas

sed loud enough for me to hear and I coul

s like me but I just ignored them all an

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h the hallway. I kicked off my shoes, feeling the cool wooden floor beneath my feet. The cr

my frazzled nerves. I glanced around the room, taking in the familiar sights. The walls were painted a soothing shade of light purple, and the fur

filled with my favorite novels and poetry collections, the worn spines a testament to my love

ane creating a soothing melody. I was grateful to be indoors, wrap

purple cover. I slipped on my Bluetooth earbuds and selected Elastic

My mind began to replay the encounter with Jason, the vampire guy who had talked to me

and typed out a me

mpire guy talked to me today after sch

iece of chocolate from my drawer. The sweetne

zzed with incoming messages. I c

you serious

ding, right?

something Ar

he say?"

xpressions. I typed out a response,

I was surprised to see him standing

er in my chest. What did Jason's interest mean? Was

orrow at school, you'll give us

Sure I will, Good nigh

oo" from both Rose and Ella,

f with the duvet, my mind began to replay my conversation with Jason. The memory se

ughts lingered on Jason, and I wo