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"Well shit." I say, eyes scanning the crowd of wolves. Seriously, every single one of them was a wolf. Remembering the teacher that was a wolf they probably had more, which means this class was for wolves; they messed up my schedule. "Well it seems as if-" I stop, fumbling over my words as I take a deep breath smelling an amazing woodsy scent fill my nose. My eyes snap wide, traveling over the crowd before landing on the guy from this morning.

His silver eyes lock on my own brown ones. Slowly he begins to make his way close to me, everyone else holds their breath waiting to see what happens. Rationally, I should've backed out of that classroom and run. But I was stuck watching his muscles coil and move under his tight shirt and jeans.

"Enania." He breathes out, eyes scanning my face. Hearing him whisper my name I shiver, eyes briefly closing before I realized what was about to happen. I stiffen and take a step back, spinning on my heel to get to the door. Even with my higher speed, I can't beat the guy who was only a few feet away from the door, from stepping in front of it.

My chest rises and falls, spinning around to face the still advancing guy. He's powerful, making my heart thunder. But even as we lock eyes and I know I should look away, show him my neck, I don't. Instead I stand straighter, feet shoulder length apart, eyes narrowing and meeting his gaze head on in a challenge.

His eyes flash black, as he lets out a deep, sexy (don't tell him that) growl. I blink and he's suddenly very close to me; so close I feel the coolness of his minty breath fan over my pale cheeks.

"Submit rogue." He growls out. I scowl, lifting my chin.

"I'm not a rogue." My defiance was clear; but was even clearer was that I'm defying Alpha's orders. Only other Alphas can resist.

"Oh? And what are you, Pup?" He muses, tilting his head, black eyes locked on my own.

"Well, if you hadn't figured it out already I'm a wolf. But not a rogue, not by choice." Adding that last bit, made my defiance falter as I think of how I became a lone wolf. I blink once twice before squaring my shoulders back up, and placing the cocky exterior back in place.

"What's your last name?" He asks softly, his eyes softening significantly. My heart thunders faster as I see emotions flit through his eyes too quick for me to register.

"Fenbella." My reply is just as quiet.

"Why are you in my land?" He asks again, eyes flitting over every line of my face.

"I'm a foster kid." I spit out, angry that I have to expose my secrets I try so hard to forget. He was making me feel exposed, vulnerable, something I hated feeling around strangers.

"What did you mean when you said you aren't a rogue by choice?" He inquires stepping close so that our chests barely brush when we inhale. The small touches send powerful sparks throughout my body, making my eyes widen. That is, until I register his question.

I laugh humorlessly. "Do you really need me to spell it out to you, Alpha?" I sneer, face hardening. This makes him taken aback, as his eyes widen briefly in shock. "My pack was attacked September 17, 2004, during our weekly pack lunch. We were attacked by the wolves you so openly accused me of being; rogues." I take a step back shaking my head at him. "I wasn't aware of this being pack territory. I don't know much of our species," I say honestly as I turn around making a move to leave. "But don't worry. I'll be out of your hair soon enough." The bitterness in my voice clear as day; but I don't expect them to care which is why I jump, surprised when I feel sparks spread out through my body starting from the grip the Alpha has on my bicep.

"Enania, please wait." I hear the remorse in his voice. I stiffen and turn to face him.

"I don't want your pity or sympathy. I understand I'm not allowed here. Now please," my voice breaks. "Let me go."

Damian's POV

My face falls hearing her ask to be let go. My mate, I hurt her, scared her, and made her feel unwanted.

"Enania, I'm sorry. As an alpha I have to protect my pack. So when you showed up and we couldn't tell what you were..." I shrug helplessly. Eyes searching her wide brown eyes that I now see don't only have flecks of gold, but a while ring of gold around her black pupils. "When we did finally realize you were a wolf, we thought you were an evil rogue because you hid your scent so we'll."

She scoffs, her walls slamming down hard. "Look it doesn't matter. I'll leave. It's nothing new to me." She says her eyes flashing with a pain she tries so desperately to hide, but I'm her mate, I can see through it.

"Enania. One, Mrs. Pots won't let you leave. She adores you." Her eyes widen at my words, I send her a small smile. "And two, I'm not gonna let you leave." I step closer eyes watching her reaction.

"Uh," She looks at me suspiciously but I see the way she's breathing heavily, and I hear her heart thundering faster. "Look, I don't even know who you are."

My world stops. I am an idiot. Not once did I think to introduce myself. I take a step back, groaning running my hands through my hair sending her a sheepish smile.

"I'm Damian Nightcresent, next in line to take over Nightcresent Pack." I smile, eyes filled with what I hope to be kindness.

"The teacher?" She gapes, eyes widening. This has me cracking a smile.

"Yes. And also one more little thing." I step closer, lowering my voice. Once again I forget my pack is watching as I take two more quick steps. She stumbles back her back pressing against the wall next to the door. Her eyes widen, breath hitching in her chest as I tower over her.

I feel myself let out a rumbling purr seeing how small she was, how delicate her skin felt as I skim my hands up her arms starting from her hands all the way up to cradling her defined jaw. I lean closer, lips trailing up to her ear where I nibble gently, loving the eruption of sparks.

"You're my mate." I feel her freeze, so I pull back smirking to see her face. When she meets my gaze she seems to frown. This makes me nervous. "Enania?"

"I'm," She points to herself. "Your mate?" Her pointer finger presses to my chest when she points to me. I smile nodding, my own hands leaving her face to wrap around her hand. What she does next has me frowning in confusion.

She starts to laugh.

"Oh my god," she shoves me back, me in a state of shock, moves back with her shove. I watch her lean over, hands bracing on her knees as she laughs so much she has tears leaking out of her eyes. "You, you're funny." She says catching her breath and standing up, only to see my very serious face. "Oh. You were serious."

"Very. You're mine Enania-" I begin only to be cut off with a smack upside the head.

"Listen here Alpha," comes her annoyed voice. "I am not yours, I am not an object. So don't just think just because you're a hunka hunka, that I'm gonna fall into your arms." She flicks my nose, making me jerk my head back looking at her with a mixture of awe, love, and anger. "You gotta work for me, Mate." Her eyes twinkle. This right here, makes me know that she is perfect for me. Putting me in my place, keeping me in check, and making me work for what I want.

I send her a flashy smirk and a wink. "Game on, Princess. Game on."

She laughs at that before walking around me, her hips sashaying. "Shall we get on with class?" She calls over her shoulder, her perfectly plucked eyebrow raised in question.

My pack looks between the two of us before grinning at me. Connor walks up slapping my shoulder as the rest of my pack surrounds Enania.

"She's a good one Damian." At his words I smirk knowing how right he was. I walk toward the group letting out a piercing whistle before starting class back up.

"Let's get you losers into shape." I call out.
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•I'm not to be toyed with buddy, so don't try me.•
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