His Queen

Mackenzie's POV"Now how do you expect me to do this Harold? This is fucking torture." I say to the teacher who is making me fucking write 'I am a rebellious little shit' on a piece of paper two-hunderd times over."Mackenzie, this is detention. You wouldn't be here if you weren't such a rebellious little shit." He says reading his news paper."And that is Mr. Deeds to you." He says and I smirk. "I've always liked you man." I say and get up and sitting on the table. "You're a cool dude." I say as I doodle on the paper. Harold over here gave me detention because I drew a middle finger shaped like a penis on his white board in permanent marker. "You know what? You can leave. You're annoying me." He says and turns the page in his newspaper. "My dude! This is why I like you, Harold." I say smiling while grabbing my bag and walking out of the class. I enter the empty hallway and skip down to my locker. I shove my whole bag in there only getting my phone and pack of cherry liquorice o

Mackenzie's POVI wake up to somebody knocking on my door. "Kenzie. Can I come in." I hear Luna Alex say through the door. I sit up and look toward Derek who is laying on his stomach, shirtless. I get up and run a hand through my hair. "Yeah." I say and she comes in. "Mornin'." I mumble and she smiles as she sees Derek. "Good afternoon." She smirks and I blush. "It's not that late. Is it?" I ask grabbing my phone. "It's 2 pm, Kenz." She says raising her brow with a small smile. I laugh sheepishly and shakes her head. "I just came to tell you that Aiden will be home earlier. Tonight. I want everybody to be there to welcome him. Is that okay?" She says and I try my best to seem unfazed by it. "Okay. We'll be there. What time?" I ask and she holds up four fingers. I nod and she looks at the unopened bag of sour worms that Derek brought last night. "You can have them." I tell her and she lights up like a Christmas tree. I hand them to her and she kisses my cheek before leaving.I l

Kenzie's POV"I'm telling you, Derek. He's my mate." I whisper yell, running my hands through my hair. "Dude..." Derek says looking stunned. "This is good, right. It's a good thing." He asks looking clueless. "Well it's not a bad thing but how am I his mate bro. He is the fucking future alpha king and if you haven't fucking noticed, I don't fucking like rules." I yell and he stands up putting his hands on my shoulders. "Okay. Just calm down. We can figure this out." He says and pulls me into a hug. "How." I whisper into his neck. "I don't know yet." He says and I laugh. "Fucking dumbass." I say and he chuckles as well. "You just gotta go down there, make small talk and get it over with." Derek tells me and I sigh."What if he doesn't want me?" I asks him wringing my fingers. "What are you even talking about. Of course he'll want you. You're beautiful, funny, a good person. Even if you do prank old dudes like Deeds, you're still a good person. You're hella smart when you want to be

Kenzie's POVI'm busy packing my stuff up to move to Alpha and Luna's house. I don't want to move. The only upside to this is that I will be closer to my mate and I will spend more time with the twins. I zip up my suitcase just as a knock sounds on the door. "Come in I say." The person does and their scent makes me tense up. "Good morning, Kenzie." He says and I slowly turn around, not making eye contact. "Good morning, Alpha." I say bowing slightly. I feel the hair on the back of my neck stand up. I feel like pissing myself right now, that's how much this guys scares me. "Kenzie. I came to apologize about last night. I was way too harsh on you. You don't need to move in with us if you don't want to. I was just worried about you." He says and I look up at him before looking back down. "I can stay here?" I ask and he nods. "Yes." He says and I smile slightly. "Thank you, Alpha." I say and he chuckles. "Call me Mason. You are my daughter-in-law." He says and my cheeks heat up at t

Kenzie's POVThe week flew by fast and it's already Saturday. My nervous are everywhere and I don't know why.I fix the pesky string of hair that just won't cooperate. "Damnit!" I shout and stomp my foot. First I burn my shirt, then I stub my pinky toe and now the fucking hair won't go were I want it to. "Are you okay?" The very familiar voice asks and I breath in his intoxicating scent. I instantly relax and turn around with around to look at my handsome mate. "Hi. Yeah. I'm fine." I tell him and he smiles. He walks further into the room and hands me a single pink rose. A blush rises on my cheeks as I take the rose from him. We--I have been making progress this week. I've gotten comfortable with holding hands at school and kissing in my room--not that we kissed alot this week, only twice. I'm still learning though and he understands. "I got it from my mom's garden. She threw a shoe at me." He says and I laugh. "Already risking your life for me." I state and he nods. "Are you re