I Hate a Mate

I still locked my whole body in the blanket even though Mom had screamed to wake me up, "Wake up now. Don't make trouble. You can be late." My mom's patience collapsed already. She pulled my blanket roughly, then moved to pull my arm "Oh Mom," ​​I complained. Mom kept pulling me into the bathroom, and there I could not avoid it. Mom immediately flushed. "Done," said my Mom

"Mom? Holy shit," I shouted irritably. Mom rolled my eyes lazily. "I helped you to get up, and you cursed me? Aarghhhh my daughter is perfect". My mom leaves. I grabbed my hair, frustrated. "It's so cold you know," I said irritably.

The tense drama passed, a sour face already painted on my face. It became the start for me to live this day. "Why do we enter that class again?" I asked Astrid. Astrid pushed my body into the class. "Get yourself dude You think we have a private class?" said Astrid.

This time we sat at the front on the left. I combed my hair which had tangled because of the wind outside. While I took out all my books, suddenly someone hit the table roughly. "Hey bitch, what are you doing on my desk?" said the woman.

I was stunned, glanced in various directions to confirm who the woman was talking to, but no one other than Astrid beside me. "Pardon, are you talking to me?" I asked the woman. I already know the woman; she is the proud Barbara.

"Aha, of course with you new girl. It's my first time seeing you in this city. You sit on my bench, get out of my seat, "said Barbara harshly. My emotions provoked "What? hah, I do not see your name on this bench, "I protested.

"Watch your mouth, new people, you dare to fight Barbara," shouted one woman who stood behind Barbara. I just realized that the two women who always stand behind Barbara are twins. They have similar faces but different appearances, so do the way they dress and their hairstyles.

"I will not….." I said, restrained because Astrid pulled my hand and immediately whispered in my ear, "Stop, are you stupid. Don't get into trouble with that bitch,just give in and go ", said Astrid encouraging me while collecting my book. My eyes and Barbara's eyes met coldly. I'm sure. After this, my world won't be easy. I could feel Barbara marking me with her emotions.

I tried to calm my emotions and focused on the much more important 'he comes' Lisa tells me. My breath suddenly whacked, my chest tightened, and my wolf felt a sense of excitement. "Ariana, that man has come. He wasn't late this time. Look at him sitting on the other end. Why?" asked Astrid, who was also aware of the man's arrival.

I shook my head, clenched my fist. "I don't give a fuck, ", I said indifferently. I try to control myself; becoming an adult is difficult; there are some new feelings that I have to control with no one's help.

During class time, I looked down more; sometimes, I looked out the window to calm my thoughts. Only the look on Arley's face flashed through my mind. "Excuse me, Ariana, is there anything bothering you out there?" said Mrs.. Mona firmly. Astrid nudged my elbow so that I realized from my reverie, "oh, sorry Mrs. Mona," I feel guilty. Without consciousness, I glanced at him; he looked at me a glance that I immediately dropped my head.

"Hahaha it looks like a mongrel misses home," Barbara sneered, making the class laugh at me. "Enough of all of you. Ariana I won't let you be like that again in my class, you understand?" said my lecturer firmly. I nodded my head awkwardly.

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"Whatever it is, I hate Barbara as a bitch, and I'm sick of going to college there. I hate "I complained at home. Mom and my aunt came over to me. "What's wrong this time?" my mom asked with a tone of disgust, as if she didn't care about my problem.

"What is it, honey? I seem to know the girl named Barbara, "asked my aunt. I looked into my aunt's eyes wistfully; I felt like I was getting desperate. Am I this weak? "Is it true? She's the arrogant woman who humiliated me on campus today. What she said, a mongrel?. Doesn't she know I'm a beta princess werewolf," I complained irritably

"I know who Barbara you mean, she's like that, you don't need to bother with that. She will not hurt you more, it's because she is a child who was spoiled by her rich father too much "Auntie tried to calm me down. I shook my head uneasily. "I don't want to go to college there anymore. I want to go back to my house, "I whined.

"House? this is your house. And your pack is here. Which house do you mean, huh? Are you out of your mind? Stop whining and live your life, my Mom snapped. I stare back at Mom sharply. As usual, this is a special gaze that only I give to my Mom.

"Great, I live like this because of you. Oh, I forgot, you were never there as long as I was in trouble. The one beside me is only Dad, always Dad." I shouted back at my mother. Auntie stroked my shoulder, trying to calm me down. But that no longer applies to me; my enthusiasm always appears whenever I argue with my Mom.

"Oh, what do you know about my struggle? All your needs are still being met until now because of me. Did I ever ask you more? I never asked you to understand my problem," Mom's voice was higher than before. "Guys, stop this. I beg you two, "said aunt to calm us down. Despite that, my Mom and I are two stubborn women who don't want to hear anything if they're emotional.

"I also didn't ask you to always be like that, sometimes I just need time with you. I need you to listen to me, have you ever asked like how was your day Ariana? Oh have you, Mom? "I'm complaining about this annoying life I'm going through.

"I'm busy thinking about your life and mine every day, I don't even have time to get tired, you know Ariana. If I can choose, I better not give birth to you, "my Mom shouted, full of anger. "Enough of you two, shut up, damn it, " my aunt groaned until her fangs and claws came out. Her ruby ​​eyes lit up, and a few fine hairs had already left her body.

My heart broke for this situation; I let out a deep breath and left to go to my room. I locked the door to my room and buried my face in the pillow. I sobbed. Yeah, I'm a Lycan, but I'm also a woman who has powerful feelings. I also have limits for my heartache. "If you don't want to have me, you don't have to fucking fuck my dad," I shouted, the last release of my anger.

Whatever it is, my hatred for that man, the rules about Mate, this town, and Barbara have grown, and I'm sure it's going to get bigger and bigger until I can't control it. Even though I knowingly know, I am the last line of Beta, and my uncle is an Alpha. Those rules apply to my life, but not if I'm against every.