Fated but Hated

Seems my wolf was quite an irritating little fucker. Either that or he liked to disagree with everything I said just to rile me up. I was undecided. I picked at my breakfast, making polite conversation with those sitting around me, just as my eyes were caught by a movement by the large window of the dining hall. My gaze was instinctively drawn in that direction, only to be greeted by the dark-haired figure of Seren stalking past. The one member of the pack I hated above all others.Her long dark hair pulled up into a high pony-tail, and dressed in yoga pants and a cropped top. Maybe she had been at the gym? But I felt irritation bubbling... Everyone had come to the dining hall to wish me a happy birthday, I assumed, at the former Alpha or former Luna's request. All except her. I can’t say I am surprised. While I hated a fuss, and would rather nobody felt they needed to do all this for me, I appreciated the effort they had gone to. It was more that Seren felt she was above joining in..

She was giving as good as she got, while I was struggling, battling with the noises from within coming from this new wolf I was trying to adapt to. He had been one thing before this new development, but this was something else entirely. Now he had gone from the cocky and cheeky character he was, to one that was a whimpering mess. One that so clearly had decided that he needed his mate. That was not the strong, ruthless Beta wolf I had been expecting to receive when meeting my wolf, that is for sure!But, one thing is for certain, my wolf, Tyr, was determined. He was resilient in fighting me to get out. To get to his mate. But, I knew that could not happen. Because the moment I allowed that to happen, he would be all over her. I had seen what an uncontrolled wolf could do, and I had no intention of letting him take over with Seren. She may have been fated to me, but she was never going to be mine. And I don't think Tyr was ready to accept that just yet.I felt her eyes upon me, but as

I had done the good guy role. Going against every part of me that hated Seren. But, the part of me that knew what it was like to lose my father. The part that clung to that pain day in and day out was what made me step up and offer to help her find her bracelet. Or at least try. That had been torture being that close to her. I hate her. I truly do. But my body want her. The matebond wants her. This is nothing but a mess.Her scent was overwhelming. Enticing. Alluring. As it teased at my senses. Like it wanted me to reach for her and sink my teeth into her neck. Mark her and make her mine. Her scent had filled every part of that forest as we searched for that damn bracelet. As I did the decent thing. Torturing myself while being the good guy. Yet, we never found the damn thing, and she rushed away with tears in her eyes, and I had to ask our patrols to look out for it. Another promise to the bane of my life...Now I needed to go and party. Reward myself for being the good guy. I think

I made my way around the party, just as my Mum asked, ensuring the food tables were stocked up, and the drink tables too. Vry much being used like staff today, to ensure the party went as smoothly as it could. Heaven forbid that Lachlan did not have the most wonderful party that ever existed. It was on one of those run arounds that I noticed the king of the hour. Beta Blockhead himself. Some slutty-she-wolf draped all over him...No surprise really, we had quite a few she-wolves in pack more than willing to do that to get ahead. My brother had been known to take advantage of his title in that way, as disappointed in him as that makes me to admit it. And, I believe, our very own Alpha, Marcus, had done the same too, until he had met his mate. I think it is just a very shameful part of being a senior role within pack. The lure of the senior title in the pack was appealing to a certain type of she-wolf, and they found themselves flinging themselves upon said wolves at every given opport

Already a week into being of age, and I had to say it sucked. I had waited eighteen damn years for this period of my life, and as it turned out, it was nothing but a big, fat disappointment. My wolf had decided he was hibernating. Or, as the case was more likely to be, ignoring me like the ignorant little shit it appeared he was. My wolf was everything I did not want in a wolf. In truth, I had hoped for a wolf that I would gain another friend in, instead it appeared I had gained an enemy. A mortal enemy with the way things were going.I was now having to dodge my friends in their requests to go for a run, both Cole and Marcus desperate to meet my wolf. Neither one having been able to on my birthday, so trying each day since to arrange a chance to train together in our wolf form or run together. There was only one issue with that, the little fucker did not want to come out to play. My wolf was being as awkward as he could be.I liked to keep myself fit, and exercise was an important pa