Dalton’s POV
I had just become a teacher at Bellingham High School because it was the best option. The smell of werewolves and humans mixed was heavenly. It felt so good to be back home. As I walked down the hallway, the human smell of strawberries mixed with almonds hit my nostrils and sent a trigger to my brain. It was sweet and I felt like getting a hold of it. Just perceiving it describes a human with beautiful features. With every step I took, my wolf Leo got anxious. “Mate is here.” He screamed in my head. “Mate?” I asked and he screamed again. “We finally have our mate.” My lips tearing into a smile, I looked around for her, she was the one with the smell but it was faint and it smelt of human. There in the hallway, I saw her being pulled by her hair, with a lot of students laughing at her. Her face was red in pain and embarrassment and I watched from the corner as she tried to set herself free. Even in distress, she was pretty. Her bully had my mate's black hair wrapped in her hand. Leo was pissed and wanted to jump into action but her friend who happened to be a werewolf came running to her rescue. They soon left the place and I was left in my thoughts. My mate is a human, not only a human but a weak human. For the moon goddess's sake, how can I be mated to a human? I am an alpha. *** Five years ago I was the soon-to-be Alpha until my stepbrother Hyde tricked me and took my position away from me. Poisoning the hearts of my pack elders and pack members until I was almost killed by the people who I thought were my own. Five years after that incident, I have only become stronger and I have found the best way to be back in my pack without the knowledge of my stepbrother just so I could take over and lead my pack back to freedom; being a teacher to the biggest mixed school here in RainValley packs and I walk into school to find out that I am mated to a human girl who I should be 10 years older than. Hell! It so happened that I am her chemistry teacher! What the fuck? I had asked her a question and she didn’t get it right. It wasn't the question that had me invite her after her classes, I just wanted to have a conversation with her. I wanted to get to know my mate but I couldn't help it unwanted to have hold of her and just holding her in that position made it seem like time had stopped running, it made me want to do more to her, I wanted to pin her to the wall and kiss her, hold her in my arms because she belonged to me. After she left the chemistry lab, I got my stuff ready and soon headed to the parking lot. Opened my car and threw my bag in the passenger seat before getting in and driving off. I finally got home, packed my car, and headed in. I lived in one of the biggest houses in the Rain Valley pack, not as a werewolf but as a human. I had completely changed my identity and hid my scent. Things would get complicated if they found out that I am a werewolf and I cannot have that happen. I flung my bag on the couch, went to the bar, and turned myself a glass of wine. Fuck! What the hell is happening? As I sipped the wine, my phone rang out loud in my pocket and I immediately took it out and answered the call. “Hi, Jared.” “Hi, just calling to ask how things are over there. How was your first day?” “I need you to come around, there's something I need you to handle.” I took the wine in my mouth, swirling it a little before drinking it. “I cannot, Dalton. I have a lot to do here and I don’t want Hyde noticing my disappearance.” Jared explained and I nodded like he could see me. “Do everything perfectly, Jared. You are my last hope.” “Yeah, Hyde is throwing a party to welcome his new Luna, it would be a nice opportunity.” “We have a plan, Jared and I plan on following it.” “Your plan sucks, the only good part of this plan was you disguising the rest of it sucks and I think if we follow my plan to attack Hyde it would make more sense.” “Shut up, Jared.” “You need me.” He laughed at me and I sighed. “Jared, I found my mate today.” I mouthed “Really? That’s good news, she’d help with this fight.” “She’s human. I freaking got mated to a human.” “Woah! Is she hot? You should fuck her and do the needful. “What needful, Jared?” I asked “Just reject the human, what would you do with a freaking human? You’d make her life miserable. You have more important things to focus on than her, maybe when you’ve gotten your throne you can take up a new Luna, but having a human mate is not a good choice.” “Jared, I cannot reject her because she knows nothing about werewolves, what if I reject her and she ends up dying because of the pain?” “So? I have to go to Dalton.” The dick head Jared, my best friend, the beta of our pack, he’s the only one I have in my pack, the other members want me gone. I paced the living room for a few minutes thinking of what to do. “I’ll have to reject her, her life would be so chaotic with me in it. How did I get mated to a human?” Thoughts of my maté wouldn’t leave my head, what was she doing to me? I have to do something or else This human girl would distract me from my aim.Hannah's POV. A few minutes after I had settled beside Carlos at the back of the bus, the car was kicked into ignition and we left the parking lots. Carlos's demeanor was a sharp contrast to Dalton's and I couldn't resist the only feeling I got from him. Was that too much to ask now? To be pampered, to be treated like a human, to be cared for in a way that suggests desire and endearment. As I leaned on the headrest, my eyes caught a glint of the sun dancing on Carlos's face and for a moment there I thought he looked like a piece of art. This thought brought a smile to my face, and I wasn’t quick enough to hide it before he noticed. "What are you smiling about?" He asked. "Do you see us winning the competition already?" Reflexively, my cheeks shifted farther, until I had to place my hand over my mouth to cover my smile. "No," I said. "It's something entirely different. And speaking of the contest. How did you manage to get in? I have been meaning to ask." Carlos raised
Hannah's POV. As the moon rays broke through the window to land on my face, the sharp light shot into my brain and forced me to open my eyes. Slowly, my eyes began to adjust to the darkness and the shape of the objects in the room. The window was opened, and the breeze gushing inside was cold enough to freeze me to stone. I wrapped my hands around my naked body but it was still not enough to grant me the warmth I desperately sought. In a split second, I threw the covers off my body, preparing to get off the bed, but as my body mistakenly bumped to the side I discovered that I was alone. Mr. Dalton was not in the room beside me on the bed. He had leftThe space beside me was now ruffled, my stomach tightening into a knot not only as a result of hunger but as an impact of the pain that now gripped my frail heart. I had been happy some hours ago, when Mr. Dalton had wrapped his arms around me, whispering sweet nothings into my ears.Was this all I to him? A playthings? A bed warming a
Dalton’s POV Sweet moans of pleasure filled the room as I came into her wetness it felt so insanely good it was driving me crazy. “You feel so fucking good, Hannah,” I muttered under my breath, and her sexy eyes batted at me as she threw me a heart-striking smile. “I could say the same about you.” She managed to say through numerous gasps and eye rolls. I felt her tighten up around me, and I couldn't stop a moan from escaping. “Damn, Hannah!” I grunted; she had me in a stronghold and wouldn't let me go. I felt heat rise inside me as she ran her fingers into my hair, tossing and tugging at it uncontrollably. “Hannah, free up a little,” I said, but she did the exact opposite. She just tightened up even more around me, and I let out a husky moan. “Hannah…” At this point, there was no talking to her; she was already lost in the pleasure. And the fact that I was making her feel good only made me feel good. She looked beautiful under the dim lights of the room, and I couldn'
Hannah’s POV I leaned in further against the car door, looking out the window at the passing buildings trying to distract myself. My breathing was beginning to get hazy as I felt some sort of fever rising up inside me. I was ovulating after all and it was driving me insanely crazy. I shifted uncomfortably in my seat and felt my panties rub against my throbbing and needy goodness but for some reason it felt so good. I bit at the bottom of my lips to stop a moan from escaping. I tried to hide my obvious struggle from Dalton and hoped he didn't notice. The leather of the car seat pressed against me in a way that was both maddening and inexplicably soothing. I squirmed a little as I suddenly felt Mr Dalton's eyes on me. I didn't know whether it was my imagination but there was something in the air. Something warm and charged. It made my self control slip even more. I crossed my legs, trying to ignore the subtle ache that seemed to pulse in time with my heartbeat. Mr Dalton’s gri
Dalton's POV I was in my car waiting in front of her house. It was quiet, suspiciously quiet. I had expected to hear shouting and yelling. For someone who has a stepfather who was that barbaric, I expected a little chaos so that I could rush in there and put him in his place. That man was a monster and even if he was one of my kind, he deserved to die. But after a few minutes, there was nothing. I was getting jittery maybe I should go and check on her. Just as I was about to open the car door, my phone rang. I grabbed it as I saw the name on the screen. Adam? I rolled my eyes. What did he want? "Hello?" I said dryly, placing the phone on my ears and not taking my eyes off Hannah's home. "What's up? Why the flat voice? Are you unhappy to hear from me?" I rolled my eyes and sighed. I didn't have time for this. "Why are calling?" I asked. "I'm in the middle of something." Adam was silent for a while and then his voice became deeper and more stern. "I just wanted to ask if you a
Hannah's POV. I released a breath after I was able to pry her away from hurting Stephanie. That girl was going to be a pain in the ass, especially tomorrow. I could already envisage it, and trust me, it wasn't looking pretty. I would rather engage myself in something boring like a painting than talk to her, especially when I knew she was fishing for trouble. The bell rang, signaling the end of the day, and I quickly picked up my bag, threw it over my shoulder, and continued my journey to his office. I walked past the garage hoping that I saw Mr Dalton and was surprised that he, of all people, was not present. Whoa, he must have been really busy then because he had never failed to show up, especially when he wanted to speak to me, probably also to take me home. On cue, Mr Dalton opened the door with his bag in hand and stopped in front of me. "Let's go home for some preparations." He said with a wink, which vanished so quickly that I imagined that I thought about it. I
Hannah's POV. My eyes widened in shock as Carlos moved closer to me with a friendly smile on his face. My goodness did he even consider the implication of what he was doing? I tried to find expression to my surprise but realized that I was only wasting my time. Feeling a pair of eyes on me, I glanced at Stephanie, and true to my thoughts, she was gazing at me with intense hatred. I had never done anything to warrant such treatment from her but I guess, it was one of those things she wanted to settle with me I was not even in the mood for all of that "Is there anything you want me to do for you?" I whispered to Carlos, who smiled at me. "I think she wants to sit with you." I nodded in Stephanie's direction. Carlos doesn't look bothered by my announcements, "Oh, then she is highly welcome. I don't think I've ever stopped anyone from coming closer to me no matter what." How oblivious could a man be? Maybe because he didn't have any special interest in her? I pondered. I
Hannah's POV. "Gring!" The sound of an alarm clock jolted me awake, making me massage my temples in worry. My core ached. It was a lovely reminder of the activities I had gotten engaged in the previous day. Scanning the room, I realized that I was alone and reached for my phone, which was on the bedside table. I stretched and let out a yawn, to help awaken my muscles. They didn't look like they were going to do so anytime soon. My eyes finally focused on a bottle of water and a glass in an empty tray with an after-morning pill beside it. I jumped up instantly, not allowing my weakness to make me lose my mind, and popped the pill into my mouth, washing it down with water. Just a few feet away, a bag lay on the ground and I fished for its contents. My clothes lay in there neatly folded. Hmm, Mr. Dalton– the ever-prepared man. I glanced at the clock again and jumped in shock. It was almost 7:00 a.m. I couldn't afford to be late to school. I needed the final brush-up before d
Dalton's POV "How old do you think I am, Hannah?" I inquired from her, watching her fidget slowly as she tried to find her words to defend herself from me but I knew that she was obviously lying. She wasn't a liar I needed to try her best at doing this because it clearly wasn't working with me. "I..." She swallowed before looking away. "You..." I asked in an amused tone, waiting to hear how creative she could get with her excuses. "I... Was thirsty and needed some water and decided to come to the kitchen! I mean the kitchen is where the water is, right?" She asked a rhetorical question making me laugh at her cuteness. She didn't even have to do much before getting me into a state of amusement which was quite a chore for many women. "I see," I responded, waiting for her to counter my words, but she kept on looking at me. "I'm sorry if I'm taking up your space. I mean I should be studying and not sitting on your counter." She apologized and tried to hide her face under he