MILA
A shout broke my thoughts as I saw Amber snatching milk out of Jenna’s hand. “Do I look like someone who would enjoy milk? I’m not a cow.”
Jenna looked absolutely horrified. I wanted to say something, but my butt was glued to this chair. Just like everyone else, I watched from afar.
“I…I’m sorry,” Jenna whispered, looking down at her feet. “I thought you said–”
“That’s the problem, Jenna. You’re thinking,” Amber said. “Go get me something else. Lunch is almost over, and I’m still thirsty.” Jenna turned to leave, only for Amber to grab her wrist. “Don’t forget to take this back.”
Amber proceeded to pour the milk over Jenna’s head as the other girls laughed. Even her precious, stupid Leo laughed with the others. I honestly think that was the worst. This time, I looked away. I wasn’t the type of girl to say ‘I told you so,’ but I did tell her this would happen when they invited her to their table last year. Jenna ran from the cafeteria, drenched in milk.
“Ari, why do we still keep her around?” Amber complained. “Don’t tell me you’re feeling charitable.”
“I’m sorry, do you want to run all of our errands?” Ari’s question shut Amber’s mouth quickly. "Maybe I need to remind you of your place too, Amber."
Amber's eyes widened before she shook her head and sat down, turning away from Ari. I walked around the long way to avoid their table and made a beeline for the bathroom, knowing I would be able to catch Jenna there.
I entered to see her cleaning her blouse, cursing to herself. I grabbed a few napkins to hand them to her. She looked at me in the mirror with mascara running down her face before turning away.
“I don’t need your help, Mila," she snapped. "Go to class or something.”
Of course, I ignored it and I decided to try again. Why? I don’t know. Maybe I was the idiot who liked to be nice regardless of how others treated me. Let’s hope it was a growing pain, and I’ll eventually evolve better from it.
“I have an extra shirt in my locker if you need it, Jenna. Just let me know,” I said, turning to leave the room. She didn’t speak until I was almost out the door.
“I’ll…take the shirt.”
I smiled and rushed to my locker. When I returned, I opened the door to yelling. It was a boy’s voice and after a second, I realized it was Leo. I peeked around the corner of the wall to see Leo crowding over Jenna. He had her backed against the wall, yelling at her while her head was down.
“I can’t fucking believe this shit, Jenna,” Leo yelled. “We have something, and you screwed it up.”
“Leo, I...”
“Don’t fucking say it!” Leo screamed at her. “Just keep your mouth shut.” Before I could move, Leo barreled around the corner right into me. “What the fuck? Were you listening?”
He grabbed me by the collar and dragged me into the hall. He threw me against the lockers. The impact knocked me to the ground.
“Leo, stop!”
Jenna came to stand in front of me, but Leo pushed her out of the way. He picked me up and threw me against the lockers. Tears pricked at the corners of my eyes as I hugged the shirt in my hands close to my chest.
“What the fuck did you hear?”
“No-nothing,” I said back. “I swear!”
“Liar,” Leo screamed back, hitting the lockers near my head. I shrank away, wishing I could disappear. Leo grabbed my face and pulled out a knife.
“Leo, don’t,” Jenna begged, grabbing his arm. “Even if she heard anything, she won’t tell. Right, Mila?”
I nodded gently so as not to cut myself on the knife that was no more than an inch from my throat. Leo turned to Jenna. “Keep interfering, and it’ll be worse for you.”
I closed my eyes, hoping that if I blocked him out, he might not see me as a threat, but it didn’t help. Leo pulled me forward and then slammed me against the lockers.
“Open your damn eyes and tell me what you heard, or I will–”
“Stop!” A command, deep and dark, rang through the hall, leaving no room for argument. “Leave her alone.”
For a moment, I thought it was Gabe, but when I looked up, my mouth went completely dry. This wasn’t better. Walking towards us was none other than Tyler freaking Aliz, and he looked so…different. Like way hotter than he was before. He was no longer the tall and lanky junior.
Instead, he was still tall, but with more defined muscles now. His hair was braided back with the side shaven down. He had a light stubble that made him look even older, and his dark eyes stared into my soul. Just looking at him made me feel a little dizzy.
He walked over to me before lifting my head up by my chin. Though the touch was gentle his eyes held nothing but contempt. Not sure what I did to deserve his anger, but I wasn't the one to question him. He was going to be the next Alpha of our pack, and I didn't want to get on his bad side.
Leo dropped the knife and backed away while submitting to Tyler’s authority. Where was the school bell when you needed it? Even though Tyler wouldn’t care. He could do anything in this school, and no one would bat an eye at his behavior. Tyler picked up the knife and played with it in front of me. Then he turned to Leo.
“Hold out your arm.”
Leo looked between us before laughing nervously. “You can’t be–”
“Are you disobeying me?” Tyler growled.
It was low and deep, and for some reason, it made my heart race. Leo, on the other hand, looked as if he was going to pass out and exchanged looks with us before holding out his arm. Tyler grabbed his arm and slowly dragged the blade across his skin. Leo grimaced as the blade burned through his skin. It must have been pure silver.
“No one gets to touch her unless I say so. Got it?” Leo swallowed hard before bowing his head in acknowledgment. “Good and I’ll keep this.”
Tyler turned to me, the knife hovering over my skin. “Been a while, chipmunk. You missed me?”
I held my breath, though I felt my heart hammering in my chest. He looked down at my shirt and smiled as if he could hear it too.
“How about we catch up later?”
His smile, though dazzling and charming, had some hidden darkness to it, and I knew catching up with him wouldn’t be fun for me. Luckily, the bell rang, and I felt Jenna grab my hand before running away. For the life of me, I looked back and saw Tyler staring after me. What the hell was this feeling?
We know what that feeling is, but how is Mila going to deal with it? Hell, how will Tyler deal with it? Let's ask him.
TYLER“Go after her,” my inner beast, Declan, urged as I watched Mila disappear around the corner with Jenna.Four fucking months of training to learn how to control my werewolf, and one encounter with her completely dissolved it. She didn’t even have a wolf. Hell, she might not even get one, but here I was, ready to claim her and take her as my own. How could I be pinning after a weak, orphan she-wolf? I punched the locker in front of me, creating a huge dent.“Damn, man. I said I was sorry,” Leo whined, stepping away from me.“Just go to class, you idiot!”Leo grumbled as he walked away, and I leaned against the lockers, trying to control Declan. He was waging a war inside my head, nagging and growling about his stupid mate. I knew Mila was my mate two months ago when she came to clean my room. Her voice was the first thing that caught me. Goddamn music to my fucking ears, but her scent did it. Wild berries and lilacs. It fucking drove me mad and I…couldn’t get enough. The only thing
MILAMy mind kept screaming at me to stop and forget about it. Just because Arianna slapped Amber hard enough to make her crystal hairpin fly across the floor and right into my foot doesn’t mean I had to return it. Just my luck. Maybe I should wait for Gabe to come back? I stared at the crystal hair clip, thinking it wasn’t my problem. She might notice it and pick it up herself. Besides, why should I care? I hated bullies, especially the rich ones. Seriously, why did they always have to mess with the people who didn’t have much? They had everything in the whole and still crapped on others. Granted, Amber was probably the worst of the worst, but still, that was uncalled for.The lunchroom slowly returned to its normal chatter, and Amber sat down at her table. I looked at the hairpin. It was pretty. The light from outside hit it, casting green shadows on the floor. I picked it up and noticed how light it was. Amber always bragged about all her crystals being Swarovski crystals, but this
GABENever in a million years did I think I would be brave enough to step up to my brother and his friends, not once but twice in a day. When they started to come after Mila, I knew I had to do something. Luckily, I grew about a foot, and my weight was almost evened out in some places. When I brought up my reason for wanting to stop the bullying, my Uncle Aaron gave me great advice.“Well,” Uncle Aaron began, “you need to stand your ground and show no fear. They feed off it. Show them you’re not afraid to stand up for what you believe in. Once they see the strength you have within, they’ll realize they can’t win.”“And that’s it?” I asked, trying to absorb his words.“That’s a start,” Uncle Aaron smiled. “Just remember, Gabe, true leadership isn’t just about commanding others. It’s about inspiring them and showing them what it means to be strong. Soon, others will see and respect that, even for Mila.”The memory of the conversation made me smile as I quickly ran up the stairs of the or
MILAThe rest of the school year passed by in a blur, and before I knew it, summer was here. Gabe was the best thing in my life, and though we continued to act as friends at school, I was still too nervous to display our relationship openly. What truly mattered was the time we spent at the orphanage, having picnics on the rooftop or playing games in the packhouse game room, places where we were never disturbed.Gabe had always made my life brighter, but now it seemed even brighter. Every time he looked at me with that soft, affectionate smile, warmth bloomed in my chest, a feeling I couldn’t quite describe. And when he kissed me, I felt like I was in another world where my parents were still alive, no one bullied me, Gabe and I could date in the open, and most importantly, I was happy.“Well, would you look at that? Two pigs in a sty,” Amber sneered, her voice dragging me out of my daydream. I was cleaning out my locker for the summer, and while it was open, pictures of Gabe and me wer
GABEI couldn’t stop smiling at the dinner table, thinking about Mila’s lips. Or the way her body pressed into mine while her hands slid up my back. My father, Alpha Troy, sat at the head of the table, his presence commanding and calm. My mom, Luna Emily, with her graceful demeanor, was on the other end, casting a critical eye over the cutlery’s placement. Tyler lounged lazily next to me, scrolling through his phone.The smell of roasted veggies and grilled meats filled the air as the door to the kitchen opened. I watched as Mila and the other servants moved around the table, setting down the dishes with ease. I’ve had a crush on Mila since the first time I saw her. She thought it was the day she started working here but actually the first day she came to the orphanage a year after she had lost her parents. Some boys were making fun of her one day and I guess she had enough. She picked up one of the boys and body slammed him into the ground. It was the coolest thing I’ve ever seen. So
MILAI always felt a bit out of place working the dinner shift at the packhouse. Not only did being near Gabe make me smile uncontrollably, but the weird way Tyler had been acting made me uncomfortable. Aside from the constant bullying at school, he watched me like a hawk at the packhouse, always finding ways to subtly touch my hand when I’m placing down plates or pouring his drink. Tonight was no different. As I walked into the dining room, I froze at the sound of my name, and the pitcher I was carrying slipped from my grasp, crashing to the floor. I had been trying not to listen from the kitchen, but these walls apparently aren’t wolf proof. Even the kitchen staff had thrown sympathetic glances my way before I came out. “I…I’m…sorry,” I stammered, my cheeks flushing with embarrassment. “I’ll clean it right away.”“Mila…” I heard Gabe’s concerned voice as he moved to help me, but Luna Emily stopped him.“No,” Luna Emily said coldly. “Let her do it alone. It’s her job, Gabriel.”Gabe
TYLERWhat the hell was I doing? I had just spent over an hour swimming, trying to drown out the thoughts of this girl, and here I was, touching her. Time wasted. I thought, but there was nothing I could do now–or at least nothing I wanted to do. Declan was happy for the closeness. In the back of my mind, I saw him pacing, eager for more, even as my mom’s warning echoed in my thoughts. Mila wasn’t worthy.“Like this?” Mila asked, pulling her wrists out of my grasp and creating distance between us. Declan didn’t like her repositioning, but I silently thanked her for it. It was hard to think when she was this close. I watched as she lightly closed her fists and brought it up to her face. I laughed at her weak form, but mostly at the fact she looked so determined and so…cute.“Not unless you’re trying to hit a weak child,” I said, closing the distance and enclosing my hand over hers. “Tighten it like this. Pretend like you’re trying to crush something hard.”“O…okay.” Her voice was shaky,
MILAMy breath caught in my throat, my heart racing at Tyler’s words. What the hell was happening? What did Tyler just say? His…his what? The Alpha of the pack was calling me his. Was this some kind of prank? I glanced towards the entrance, expecting Randall or Leo to walk in laughing. Maybe Ari put him up to this. This was crazy, and I needed to stop this before anything else weird happened. The brothers glared at each other, their grips tightening on my arms. The tension in the air was thick, charged with the weight over sibling rivalry as I looked between them. Tyler’s jaw was clenched, his eyes blazing with anger, while Gabe’s expression was one of steely determination.“Gabe,” I called out, trying to steady my voice. “Maybe…we should go.”“You heard her, Tyler,” Gabe said, his anger matching his brother. “She doesn’t want to be yours. So let her go.”Tyler laughed, his grip tightening on my arm. “Maybe she would want to stay if you weren’t hovering around her like some simp!”“I