Isabella
That day was awful. Last week, after what happened in the corridor next to the lockers between me and the prince, Noah Black, Hamm. Dammit. Since then, I have been hiding in my room, pretending that I was sick. My parents didn’t force me to go to school. But I just decided to let it go and to face my fears. I was in my senior year, after all. I couldn’t just forget that because of Prince Noah.
I have been suffering from nightmares about that day since then. –
Flashback:
"What the fuck! Are you a deafeningly deafeningly deafeningly deafeningly deWatch your fucking path!" He yelled at me, and my heartbeats raced in my chest.
I couldn't tell if I was afraid or nervous or if he was—
No way! He can't be my mate! I've heard a lot about him, and he's a jerk?!Me and him! But he is going to rule the kingdom of werewolves soon!
I was drowned in my thoughts until I felt a hand pushing me roughly to the floor. "Are you fucking ignoring me?! I’m the strongest alpha ever! Don't you know who I am? And why the hell do I feel so mad now and why are my heartbeats so fucking deep and strong? " He shouted with a loud growl.
I gulped nervously, crawling on the floor, trying to stand up, but my feet didn't help me.
"Move your ass now! My way!" He shouted in a commanding tone again.
I cursed under my breath. He hollered, "What the hell you just said?"
I mumbled, "I said I'm trying to get up. Just go."
He pulled me from my hair and hit my back to the locker; he commanded me, "Look at me now." But seriously? I couldn’t! Dammit! I was blind! I wanted to scream, but I couldn't.
He huffed and said in annoyance, "You make me angry! My heart is—why the fuck you don’t look at me now? Are you afraid? "
I sealed my eyes and sighed deeply, "I’m blind!"
The flashback has concluded.
I just decided to be much more robust and convinced myself that he didn’t make a move since then and didn’t try to reach me. So he just rejected me for sure. And he will forget about me.
Well, that was what I thought.
That’s why I woke up that day, took a lukewarm shower, dressed in my school uniform, and pulled all my strength and self-esteem back.
Yes, I was a fighter, but in my own way. There is nothing special about me except that I can walk, talk, and even read and write without even being noticed. Or in another meaning, without even being exposed as blind!
My teachers and the principal, of course, knew my case and helped me secretly. But my nose and the strong gift of how I could smell the scents around me helped me more.
I was ready; I stepped down the stairs, wishing a good day to my parents and waving them out of the house while waiting for the school bus to arrive.
The driver of the school bus pushed the horn at me. He knew as well that I was blind. But I asked him not to help me at all. I walked confidently into the bus and took a seat next to the driver. I always asked her to leave it empty.
After all, I can’t see, so I might make a wrong mistake and sit on the students' lap. And I can't deny how awful and horrible the students there were. Being born to the most potent alphas or from the royal family was horrible, giving them terrible and worse behavior.
And that was something I did my best to escape.
But—my seat was taken—and I found myself sitting on a manly lap. I hopped off immediately, gasping and gulped nervously. But I have pulled again, "have a seat, baby, everyone knows your secret now."
I trembled a bit and tried to stand up. "Who are you?"
He chuckled in a funny tone, making fun of me, "See guys! I have told you that she is blind! Her secret is exposed now! She didn’t know that I was sitting in her seat."
And that was a humiliating situation to me, and I wanted to cry until someone saved my ass.
What the fuck are you doing to my mate?!"
What the hell was that? Is that what I heard?!I’m getting deaf too!
But no! It was him! Prince Noah is black. Everyone muttered in the same breath, "your mate?"
Noah black pulled me to his chest, and then he announced loudly, "everyone, Isabella is my mate. So dare to screw up with her, and I'll make your life a living hell!Not just the school days." He threatened all the students, and no, he wasn’t joking.
He dragged me down off the bus, and I stopped him, "where are you taking me? Thank you for helping me, but you can’t just say that I’m your mate."
He pushed me inside his car, then started up the car and increased his speed to feel the oxygen in my lungs escape away. I begged him, "please stop. Please."
And he suddenly halted the car after two minutes. And it was clear from the noises that we had parked in front of the school gates.He leaned closer to me, leaving no breath at all, and whispered, but in a stern tone, "Listen to me, Bella—"
I mumbled, protesting, "I'm not Bella!"
He growled, "you are Bella now. Only my Bella. You are my mate. And you will be mine soon. So watch your moves, because I will be watching you. Dare to play around with any guy, and I will smash your head. Got that?" He warned me.
And I skipped a burst of laughter from my mouth. "Are you serious?"
He leaned in, and I just smelled his body scent and his cologne getting closer. Then he shoved my lips with his tongue into an intense kiss. He pulled away and sighed, "fuck, dammit! You are really my mate! So yes, you are mine. "
Was I hallucinating or what?!