KEENA
After fixing my make-up in the bathroom I hurry to my first period class. As quietly as I can I slip through the door only to be greeted with every pair of eyes in the classroom focused on me. Everyone is whispering to their neighbor and I am almost positive that it is about me.
"How nice of you to join us, Miss Lyall," the professor's voice is dripping with sarcasm.
Quickly I shuffle to my desk and get out my notebook and pencil for the day. "I am sorry," I mumble under my breath to the professor.
"What was that?" The professor says loudly. "Princesses should not mumble, or did your parents not teach you as such."
Lifting my head towards the teacher, I can feel my face heat with blush. "I said I apologize for being late, Sir," I say loudly but firmly. "I can assure you that it will not happen again."
"Very well," the professor sighs heavily and continues on with his lesson.
As I am trying to pay attention to the class and take notes, the smell of sandalwood invades my senses once again. Carefully I peek over my shoulder and I realize that I unknowingly sat down right in front of Jarek. "Shit," I grumble under my breath as I try to pay attention to the board but just knowing that he is sitting behind me causes my skin to tingle.
The professor releases the class and I quickly gather my things and rush out of the classroom. I need to be away from his scent. If I am lucky, that will be the only class that I have with him today. But as I am running out of the classroom a husky voice from behind me calls out, "hey."
I pretend like I do not know that he is trying to talk to me and continue on my way. "Hey," Jarek yells out again from behind me and this time I turn around. As I do I bump straight into his chest sending a wave of sparks through my skin.
"What do you want?" I ask in a hurry, "I have another class to get to."
"Are you really the Princess?" He asks with his hazel eyes wide open with shock.
"Does it matter?" I groan back at him. "I am still... What did you call me? Wolfless trash?"
Jarek pinches the bridge of his nose in frustration. "You won't tell your father what happened will you?" He asks with a begging tone. "I am only allowed to come to this school because he allowed it."
"Are you willing to give me a chance as your mate?" I ask hopefully. I know the conditions are not ideal but maybe if he spends some time with me he can see that me being wolfless is not a bad thing.
Jarek scoffs, "I would rather be kicked out of school than be mated to someone without a wolf, Princess or not."
Tears prickle at the corners of my eyes as I look up into his eyes. "I can't be late for another class because of you," I spit at him before I turn on my heels and leave the room.
I can hear the heavy footsteps of Jarek trying to keep up with me. "You never answered me," he says with concern in his eyes. "Are you going to tell your parents?"
"No," I groan. "I am not going to tell my parents. Your position at this school is safe."
Jarek steps forward and claps me on the back sending another wave of tingles through my body. "Thanks, kiddo."
"Kiddo?" I groan as I walk quickly to my next class.
Suddenly there is a bubbly personality chattering away next to me. I don't have to look to the side to know that it is Kayla. "Have you seen the new guy," she says with a loud whisper. "I hear that he is dreamy. I think we should invite him to your party tonight."
Letting out a mournful sigh I look at Kayla with tears spilling over my eyelids. "Yeah I have met him," is all I say as we head into our second period class.
"Oh no," Kayla says as she slides into the seat next to me. "Don't tell me that he's..."
"Yup," I say, popping the 'p.' "That's my mate."
Kayla chews on the end of her pencil for a few moments thinking to herself. "Screw it," she says with a sly smirk on her face. "I think we should invite him anyway."
"Are you crazy?" I gasp out louder than I mean to. "He rejected me this morning, without even knowing my name. Then he had the audacity to ask me not to tell my parents so he doesn't lose his position at the school. AND YOU want me to invite him to my birthday party."
Kayla hasn't stopped smiling the whole time I am rambling on about Jarek being an asshole. "You have got it bad," she laughs.
"I don't HAVE anything," if I had a wolf I would have growled. "I especially don't have it bad for my ex-mate."
"Then why didn't you accept the rejection?" Kayla won't stop smiling at me and it is pissing me off.
"Because you know how my parents feel about the mate bond," I slam my forehead against the cool wood of my desk. "They would be so disappointed in me if I gave up so easily. Dad chased mom forever."
"If anyone could understand your predicament, I would think your mother would," Kayla says knowing the story of my mother and father. "I think you should tell her."
"Nope," I say as quickly as I can. "They will just try and force him to accept me."
"Would that be such a bad thing," Kayla asks as she flips through the notebook on her desk.
I sigh again. "I want him to want me because he wants me. Not because my father is the King or because he was pushed into it." I look at Kayla and she has a confused look on her face.
"So let me get this straight," she says, trying to keep a straight face. "You want him, and you want him to want you, but not because you are the Princess, or because someone forces him to want you."
"Right," I say with my eyebrows knitted together. "I want him to want me for me."
Kayla lets out a little squeal of excitement and pulls out her phone as the second bell rings. Hiding her phone under her desk she is fiercely typing out a text message before she hits send and tucks her phone back in her purse before the teacher sees.
"What did you just do?" I whisper to her.
"I took care of it," she whispers back. "We are going to show him what he is missing."
JAREKWhen I saw the Princess this morning and the smell of roses encompassed my senses I almost dropped to my knees and worshiped the ground that she walked on right then and there. Her bright, emerald, green eyes shone bright against her pale skin and her dark black hair. I watched her from a distance as she bent over to pull the books out of her locker and had to fight back the groan that threatened to escape my lips at the sight of her round ass up in the air. But then the other shoe dropped and I realized she was too good to be true. Wolfless. My mate is wolfless. She might be the Princess of the werewolf world but how can I bring a mere human home to the pack. I would be made the laughing stock of Alphas. Sure there are some within the werewolf community that accept their human mates but not in the Red Moon Pack. We are determined to keep our bloodlines pure. While I am sitting at the lunch table between Chad and a few of his friends, I can smell her scent as soon as
KEENASitting in my bedroom, I stare in the mirror at my vanity. Kayla is standing behind me curling my hair section by section. "I don't think I am going to go to the party," I say quietly. "What?!" Kayla screams out loudly. "You have to go. It is your party." I shake my head back and forth and Kayla holds my head still with her hands. "Everyone would have a much better time if I didn't go." "I wouldn't," Kayla professes and I cannot help but roll my eyes at her. "Everyone else is here to see Faris," I tell her. "You are the only one that cares about me." "If you don't go to the party then I am not going either," Kayla crosses her arms across her chest and pushes her bottom lip out in a little pout. "Faris will be disappointed if you don't show up," I tell her with a little smirk on my lips. Kayla brushes her hair behind her shoulder and rolls her eyes at me. "I don't know what you are talking about," she tries to keep a straight face but a small smile plays on he
KEENAKayla presses the cup to my lips and says, "bottoms up," as she tips the bottom of my drink. A little bit of the fruity drink dribbles down my chin and Kayla busts out laughing. As Kayla lets go of the cup, I turn the cup the rest of the way up and gulp down the fruity drink. My head starts to spin slightly as the alcohol reaches my system. Unlike a werewolf or a lycan I have to be careful of how much alcohol that I drink. Since I am no more than a human, I can get drunk like one too. But tonight I don't care. I plan on having a good time. Once the first drink hits my blood stream I feel loose and happy. Kayla downs two more drinks while I wait for her at the bar and then grabs my hand and drags me out onto the dance floor. So far no one has noticed that I am even there. Everyone's eyes are on Faris and his group of friends. As Kayla and I dance on the floor, I let my eyes wander over to the corner where my brother and his friends are standing. I see that Jarek ha
KEENAHolding me in her arms, my mother and I cry tears of both shock and joy. "You are a witch," my mother says with tears streaming down her face. Looking around the wreckage that I caused I stare wide eyed at the mess around me. The kitchen is completely wrecked. The walls are covered in burn marks and all of the pots and pans are scattered throughout the kitchen. Suddenly the shuffling of feet catches my attention and everyone at the party is staring at me with wide eyes. Kayla's bright blue eyes are shining with tears among the crowd. She tries to make her way over to me but my father blocks her way. "The party is over," my father's voice booms over the murmurs and whispers that are spreading through the party attendees. There are a couple of groans among the party goers but the majority of them rush out as fast as they possibly can. My father uses his huge body to block my body from the view of everyone that is casting me a final look before they leave the mansion
KEENA"Princess... Princess..." A panicked voice calls out. My eyes flutter open and I see the same hazel eyes staring at me that I saw right before I passed out. I expect the eyes to belong to Jarek but they don’t. They belong to a warrior that is standing half naked in front of me. "Princess," the warrior with hazel eyes says more gently now that my eyes are open. "I am going to move you away from..." he clears his throat awkwardly. "Away from the mess." Scooping me into his arms I breathe in heavily and let his peppermint scent wash over me. It isn't as enticing as Jarek's sandalwood scent but it is still alluring. My body is stiff and awkward as he holds me in his arms. Carefully the warrior steps over the body of the rogue that he saved me from and walks me into the living room of the pack house."Thank you for saving me," I whisper. "It was an honor," the warrior looks at me with a sheepish smile on his face. "Shouldn't you go back out to the fight?" I ask him
KEENAKayla lays on my bed and flips through the messages on her phone. "Are you even listening to me?" I fuss at her as I flop down beside her on the bed. "Oh yes," Kayla pretends to whine. "Poor Keena has a hot bodyguard." "Would you keep your voice down?" I hiss at her. "He is in the room right next door." Flipping over on her stomach, Kayla wags her eyebrows up and down at me. "Do you even realize the position that you have been put in?" I stare at her blankly because I have no idea what she is talking about. "Mister Handsome Hot Bodyguard," Kayla begins. "By all means..." I roll my eyes at her. "Please call him by his full name." Kayla cackles with laughter as she rolls over closer to me. "Don't you see," she says loudly. "He is perfect to make Jarek jealous." I prop myself up onto my elbows and continue to stare at her blankly. "I don't understand." "Do I have to spell everything out for you," Kayla says as she gets off the bed and stands in front of m
KEENAOrange flames begin to burst from my fingertips. My eyes flicker over to Kayla helplessly. I don't know how to control my magic and I don't want her to get hurt. "Run," I command them both but my voice does not sound like my own. Faris grabs Kayla by the arm and drags her from my bedroom just before the orange flames engulf my hands. Tears begin to stream down my face as the flames begin to travel up my arms. "She needs help," I hear Kayla say from behind my brother. I watch helplessly as Faris holds Kayla back from trying to run back into the bedroom. "Someone help her," she screams at the top of her lungs. Just as the flames begin to engulf my bed, Ward rushes in my room with a stunned look on his face. "Why is she on fire?" Ward asks my brother and I can hear the panic in his voice. He tries to take a step in my direction but I shake my head and move farther back on the bed. "Don't come any closer," I yell as I close my eyes and try to focus on the flames th
KEENAThe next morning is awkward to say the least. I usually ride to school with Faris but he didn't want to be seen with me and my new guard so he decided to leave without me this morning. When I realized that I was without a ride, Ward awkwardly cleared his throat and mentioned that he has a car. "That settles that," my father says with a grumble. "Just remember your position. You are to watch over my daughter and protect her... only those things." Ward nods his head and answers with a short, "Yes, Alpha." I place a kiss on my father's cheek before I leave for class. Ward walks out ahead of me and leads me to an older style mustang. I have never seen anything like it before. It looks like it has been restored to its former glory. I gently run my fingers along the beautiful blue paint job. Ward is watching me carefully with an unreadable expression on his face. "Do you like it? If you don't, I am sure we can find another car to take." "Are you kidding me!" I squ