Save Me, My Alpha, My Mate

The global werewolf (Lycanthropes) population is making a comeback after a long period of decline. It's estimated there are approximately 5,000 remaining in America alone; some living in packs; and others have gone rogue, preferring to live apart from the pack. In the 1690s, the Lycans fought to survive their eradication during the Salem Witch Hunt. Bombarded with propaganda; the people came to fear those who could transform into the beast; to believe they were cursed by a dangerous cult of witches and warlocks. This fear grew into mass hysteria. To protect their families from their perceived enemy, the people organized into mobs, hunting down the Lycans, Werewolves, and anyone else they believed to bear the curse of the witch. They burned them; alive at the stake; their screams of terror traveling the wind for miles.  This time of great fear and the slaughter of the weird and different, forever devastated the families of those who survived.

Lilith’s POV   “Lilith! "What the hell happened to my breakfast?" My uncle ranted from downstairs. I groggily get out of bed as I hear him stomping up the stairs. As I rush to the door to check that it is locked, I trip over my bag and crash into the door with my side. I clench my teeth as I check the lock and sigh. It hasn't been unlocked since I went to sleep. Heavy footsteps come to a halt at my door, followed by a constant bashing of fists against it. "You little shit! You don't lock the doors in my fucking home! You'd better get your ass downstairs and start cooking before I tear your door down!" He's shrieking now, which sends shivers up my spine. "Uncle Tim, I'm getting ready for school and will be down in a jiffy," I respond. My ears perk up at the sound of him stomping back down the staircase. With a sigh of relief, I drop to the floor and rub my side. "That's going to leave a b

Lilith’s POV On the way to our second class, math, Susi was even more energetic. While I couldn’t understand it, so was I. Once we entered our class, the same two seats as the previous class were available. Does no one enjoy window seats? We practically skipped to our seats and plopped our butts down.  While getting situated with my folders, a shiver went down my spine, and I felt the need to peek at the door. Suddenly, all my newfound energy dissipated as Connor walked in with some girl hanging on his arm. Annoyance pricked at me, irritated that it wasn’t me on his arm. Why? I didn’t even talk to the dude.  Connor picked the seat behind me instead of the one next to me, this time without stopping to look at me. I did my best to ignore them both when th

Time for a distraction.  “Hi, Opal!” I greeted her with a welcoming smile on my face.  Startled that I started up a conversation with her, “Oh, oh, hi… Lili with an I right?”  Shushing Susi’s giggles, I confirmed her question, “Yepp, that’s me! Nice to meet you!” attempting to respond bubblier, like the Su Monster beside me who seemed to burn to get her chance to speak with the strange guy sitting with us.  Opal nodded her head and smiled with her palm facing upwards towards the new guy.   “This is Simon, my twin brother.”  Susi’s and my mouths dropped. This Simon was gorgeous. He was on the same scale of sexiness as Connor. The resemblance to Opal was extremely obvious now. Both had vivid, dark red hair and freckles splashed on their faces. They could’ve been a pair of models. Light brown eyes with speckles of gree

I hesitantly agreed to walk with Simon to history class. Opal had enough of his foolery and headed to her own class. She reminded me to kick him in his testicles if he tried me again. I couldn't help but laugh when she said it because Simon winced and covered himself.  We stopped by my locker first since it was closer and then made our way to his. When we came upon his row of lockers, my eyes landed upon Mr. God-Like and the skank who had him pushed up against the lockers. Her body smashed against his. Didn't they get enough during their free period?? I felt prepared to handle anything relating to Connor with Simon beside me. I didn't know what my relationship with Simon was to me, but he attempted to cheer me up, and in my books, that's something a friend would do. All I could hope for, as we came up to the locker beside Connor and Talia, was that Simon would defend me against Connor. I could handle Talia on my own. Connor's eyes fell upon mine, black w