My Alpha

Chapter 7

Aubree's P.O.V.

(Monday)

I woke up to my alarm going off. I groaned. I really need more sleep. Sleep is amazing. Waking up in the morning is definitely not. I got out of bed and took a quick shower. I put on a pair of light wash skinny jeans, a white floral corset top, and a pale pink blazer. I paired it with white wedges and a silver pendant necklace. I blow dried my hair and straightened it. I did my normal make-up routine and then grabbed my bag and walked into the kitchen. I made myself some coffee and headed to school.

When I pulled into the school parking lot, I saw Blake was waiting for me. I got out of my car and walked over to Blake, who pulled me into his arms, giving me a kiss. I kissed him back immediately. God I've missed him, and it's only been two days! We were rudely interrupted to the sound of someone screeching.

"WHAT THE HELL BLAKE?! WHY ARE YOU KISSING THAT SLUT?! YOU'RE MY BOYFRIEND, NOT HER'S!" I turned around and saw it was that stupid bitch, Erica. Hasn't she learned her lesson? I broke her wrist and her nose! She just can't seem to take a hint.

"Who are you calling a slut?! I'm not the one that's slept with every guy in my pack!" I yelled back. Her face was getting really red again. It's really unflattering. She ran over to me and tried to punch me in the face, but I grabbed her wrist and spun around behind her. I pulled hard and she fell to her knees.

"I thought that the last time you came at me that you would have learned your lesson, but I guess you haven't. You will respect others that are stronger than you," I growled. I snapped her wrist and arm easily, and she started howling in pain. "If you want to fight, then fight me, mutt."

She got up and started to come after me, about to send a punch with her other arm, which was weak and easy to stop. I snapped her other wrist and easily pinned her to the ground. "Submit," I growled in my Alpha voice. She whimpered and bowed her head, submitting. "Stay away from me and my mate," I growled lowly before getting up and stepping over her. I heard Blake call after me, but I ignored him. He had a fucking girlfriend, and he didn't end things with her even though he knew I was his mate. I walked quickly into my first class before Blake could catch up with me.

I didn't talk to anyone in math or world geo, but the guys tried to mind link me in each class, but I either ignored it or blocked them out. When I made it to language arts, Mia took one look at me and knew something was wrong. She grabbed my hand and pulled me out of the class and into the bathroom. She locked the door before turning to me.

"What's wrong?" She asked. My eyes welled with tears before they fell down my face. Mia immediately pulled me into a hug while I cried. "Oh honey, what's wrong?"

"M-my mate h-has a g-girlfriend," I stuttered out.

"Bree, did you talk to him about it?" Mia asked.

I shook my head, "I was so mad I didn't even look at him, I just left and went into my first class."

"Bree, maybe you should talk to him," Mia tried to reason.

"B-but he has a girlfriend! He should have broken up with her when he found out I was his mate!"

"Yes, but maybe it might have slipped his mind. I heard that when people find their mate, that's all they think about. What have you been thinking about ever since you found out Blake was your mate?"

"Just Blake," I mumbled.

"See! Ok, hun, just talk to him," Mia said. I nodded my head, giving her a hug.

"Thanks Mia, you're the best."

She laughed, "I know, that's why we're friends!" I laughed too. "Ok, Bree, I love you, but right now, you look awful." I looked at myself in the mirror and stared in horror. My mascara and eyeliner were running down my cheeks. I quickly got out my make-up remover and reapplied my make-up. I sighed in relief when I looked good again. When I was done, Mia and I exited and walked back to class.