Till the End - Jennifer Trevino (best ebook reader .TXT) 📗

to overhear this conversation," he said as he let go off her wrist with distaste and walked back to the ballroom.

 

                "This isn't over Dalton Cane!" She yelled after him, but it was too late he had already gone inside the ballroom leaving her all alone in the courtyard.

 

                She didn't want to marry him, but what choice would she have? If she told her father he would be disappointed that she didn’t want to do it for him and the pack, and then what would they think of her?

 

                But she wanted a life of her own, to find her soul mate and be forever with him till the end of their lives. Was that too much to ask?

 

                She lifted her head up into the sky, and gazed at the full moon. The silver moon was looking as beautiful as always, she bet the Moon Goddess was up there watching over her. Werewolves’ main god was the Moon Goddess, she is the one that had created them.

 

                "Please Moon Goddess, let me find my mate," she pleaded as she clasped her hands together and praid to her.

 

Troublemaker

Troublemaker

 

                Lisa stared at the chalk board in the classroom, watching as the human teacher wrote down a problem and explained how to answer it by steps. Everyone in the classroom was writing down and it was so extremely quiet that a single drop of water could disturb them.

 

                It was a few days from her birthday, and she was now seventeen. She didn’t feel any different than before, except for her exterior appearance; she grew an inch or two, and her hair also already past her waist, her green hazel eyes now held a few gold specks in them. Her wolf also grew and her fur looks glossier and healthier much more than before.

 

                Lisa's wolf form was just as beautiful as herself, the only difference is that her wolf's hair color was a white creamy complexion compared to the other female werewolves. She took pride in her wolf, because she was trained at the small age of seven when she was a pup to fight using her wolf. She is one of the strongest in her pack, but she liked to keep that only in her pack she didn’t like babbling about how she could take down four wolves at once.

 

                "Are you paying attention Ms. Forrest?" The teacher asked in his monotone voice that always seemed to make her want to drift off into sleep.

 

                "Yes Mr. Gregger," she replied with a slight nod.

 

                He took one last look at her before going back to whatever he was writing down on the board. She let out a bored sigh and laid down her head on her hands, her eyes looking at the paper in front of her. She was supposed to be taking notes, but all she manages to write down was the question and a doodle of herself hitting Dalton with a bat on his forehead. Well it’s what she tried to doodle but it was just stick figures.

 

                Suddenly her ears picked up a loud noise coming from the hallway. It was the sound of footsteps running, and she wondered who was running in the halls so fast.

 

                The door to her classroom suddenly flew open and hit the wall with a crash, a tall boy stood in the doorway breathing heavily. She raised her head and looked at the boy with amusement, by the smell he had she could tell he was just a human.

 

                But as she took notice of his appearance her breathing stopped and her heart skipped a beat. He was nothing like she had ever seen, for a human and that's saying something. He was tall no doubt about that, probably almost the height of Dalton, his crimson red hair was spiked up at every corner and he had the most beautiful electric blue eyes she had ever seen.

 

                "My goodness! What in the hell is wrong with you boy?" The teacher exclaimed as he marched to the boy that had interrupted the class.

 

                The boy gave him a sheepish smile as he rubbed the back of his neck. "Sorry, it's just that I'm new and I got lost in this school its really big I guess rich schools are like this, but damn it was hard to find this class. I tried to ask some people but they just looked at me like if I was a freak and walked away, rude much. So I had to walk around all this fucking campus and tried to look at every class, and then finally I got some help from a teacher who was pretty hot and told me where this class was...and here I am," he said with a grin after he finished his explanation.

 

                She giggled and smiled at how amusing this guy was, and he looked her way his eyes widened a bit as he looked at her. His reaction was just the same as hers and when their eyes locked she thought she saw her world flip upside down at the way she got lost in his eyes.

 

                "Excuse me! What is your name young man!" The teacher demanded bringing them both back to the real world. His eyes never left hers though as he answered the teacher.

 

                "Heath Malcom."

 

                "Well Heath, can I see your excuse for coming late to this class?" He asked his tone was harsh and the look the teacher was giving him could kill.

 

                Heath snapped his eyes to the teacher and shrugged his shoulders, "I just told you I got lost, and that seems like a pretty good excuse for me."

 

                The teachers face was burning a crimson red and Lisa could actually imagine smoke flowing out of his nostrils and ears. "I will let this slip since you are new, but next time you won't be so lucky Mr. Malcom."

 

                Heath blinked innocently at the teacher, and gave him a small smile. "Oh, I hope it won't happen again. But I can't promise anything," he said.

 

                "Your desk is next to Miss. Forrest now go and sit down, and write down all the notes," Mr. Gregger snapped harshly.

 

                Heath raised his eyebrow and looked at the teacher oddly. "Sir, I'm new I dont know who that is," he informed him.

 

                "Raise your hand Miss. Forrest," the teacher said and Lisa obediently raised her hand.

 

Heath looked happy when she raised her hand, and she wondered why she found this boy so amusing and interesting.

 

                "Yes Sir," he said as he walked coolly toward the empty desk next to her. He sat down and put his backpack on the floor.

 

                The session resumed and everybody was back to writing the notes on the board, Mr. Gregger's voice explaining the concept of the problem. But Lisa couldn’t help but glance from the corner of her eye at Heath. She didn't know what it was but he was interesting.

 

                The way he was sitting against the seat, his right arm surprisingly writing down on the piece of paper on his desk. She had thought that he was a troublemaker that wasn’t really fond of school, but he was actually writing down the notes.

 

                She watched as he crumpled the paper and then tossed it to her desk perfectly not even making a noise by his action. Lisa looked warily at Heath wondering what he was doing, and caught him just as he gave her a wink.

 

                I guess I spoke too soon, she thought.

 

                Lisa uncrumpled the sheet of paper and read the messy handwriting he had, she was surprised she even understood it.

 

Heath: You know its rude to stare, Miss. Forrest.

 

                She rolled her eyes and replied back then tossed it back to him.

 

Lisa: I wasn't staring plus why would I be interested in a guy like you?

 

                He tossed it back and soon they both just kept writing to each other tossing the paper back and forth.

 

Heath: Because I'm incredibly good looking, and a cute girl like you might be interested in me :p By the way my name is Heath. What's yours?

 

Lisa: My name is Lisa, and I guess you're okay. And who said I’m interested?

 

Heath: Well it was just a thought but I doubt it would work out you are way too beautiful I bet you have guys falling to their feet.

 

Lisa: I'm flattered by your modesty, but half the guys in school wouldn't dare.

 

                She is after all the Alpha's daughter and fiancé to one of the strongest men in the world she doubted any guy would want a death wish just by flirting with her. The last guy that tried ended up in the hospital for three months.

 

Heath: Whoa, do you have like a huge scary big brother or relative?

 

Lisa: You could say that, and you're lucky you will only get a warning.

 

Heath: Lucky me:P I dont really care if I get beat up, do you want to have lunch with me?

 

Lisa: You are too forward and bold.

 

Heath: Is that a yes?

 

Lisa: Yeah sure, but I warned you.

 

Heath: I don't care its worth a few beatings to hang out with you, babe.

 

                Her face flushed a deep red and she tried not to look into his sparkling blue eyes. Nobody ever called her babe that just seemed like a foreign word to her. Because all the guys she talked with always talked formal. But this guy...there's just something about him.

 

                The lunch bell rang and the teacher dismissed the students who abruptly stood up and ran to the door. The school cafeteria was having a special and everyone wanted to get the new sweets for today.

 

                Lisa waited for almost everybody to leave and stood up getting her books and leather schoolbag. She hadn’t noticed that Heath was still in the class leaning against the door with a small grin.

 

                "You ready, Lisa?" He asked as he pushed himself off the door’s surface.

 

                Her heart skipped at the sound of her name coming out of his lips. "You were waiting for me?"

 

                "Well yeah I thought you agreed to have lunch with me, but if you don't want to that's okay with me. But it would be awesome if you joined me," he said as he walked by her side toward the doors that led outside where the warm shine was shining.

 

                "I don't mind, I usually just read and eat some snacks from home," she said as she took a seat on a wooden table near a tall oak tree that had the most healthiest leaves in campus. Heath took a seat beside her liking the close distance between them.

 

                "Cool, but dont you like the cafeteria food? I mean this is a rich school so I bet the food has got to be good," he commented setting his bags on the surface of the table.

 

                "Sometimes, but I usually like to just eat what my..." she paused not knowing what to say. She was going to say a 'Pack member' but was lucky she remembered what he was.

 

                "Ah your one of the rich kids, don't tell me you have a servant or a maid?" He said with a slow shake of his head