Yes I'm In Love With My Bodyguard.

The girl on the bed jolted with a start as she woke up from yet another nightmare she would never remember, the dream would be like fog disappearing at the light of dawn. Just like the others before them.

Her shaggy red hair was stark against her pale sweaty skin.

Yes, that girl is me, Ginny. You may have heard about me but then again maybe you haven’t, I don’t care. I just want to go back to bed and continue my lovely sleep.

Yes, I have a bed. TO MYSELF! 

How awesome is that?!

I still can’t believe I don’t live in the woods while having to share a room with Stark and Briggs anymore. Since Maggie Dark Storm in her unconventional marriage to two Alphas adopted all of us as her children I have known nothing but comfort. And no I do not miss the woods. Who would give up the comfort of this soft, large bed for a grass mattress?

Anyways, looking at the clock opposite my bed, a groan escaped my lips as I realized I couldn’t go back to bed. It’s my first day of school. A fucking private school because Maggie is so rich that she can afford to send all the kids of our pack to private schools. I love Maggie, I mean she’s my new mom and she’s totally badass, but I don’t think she understands me yet. I will rather manage the bar with Cathy but Maggie wouldn’t hear a word of it so here I am on a Monday morning swinging my legs over the edge of my bed to go to the bathroom for my new day at school.

A few minutes later I came out wrapped in my towel to see that my new Princeton uniform had already been laid out. That’s another thing I can’t get used to. The housekeepers. They are like invisible minions that appear out of nowhere and get things done. Most of them are werewolves but a few of them are humans and you wouldn’t believe that they are oblivious to the fact that the occupants of the house in which they work are wolves. Can’t blame them though, poor human minds, so dull and fray. I bet they’ll lose their minds if they know.

That’s another reason I’m not too excited to attend school. Those humans are not really smart. Who knows I might become a star student on my first day of school. It’s hard being perfect, I’m already too much perfection than I can handle right now. Cue in the paparazzi.

But the uniform was nice. A short-sleeved button-up white shirt with the Princeton emblem, a short black skirt, and white socks. There was a black necktie laid out beside my blazer jacket too both of them with the Princeton emblem.

A small smile lifted the corner of my lip as I looked at the black skirt and an idea popped into my head. A little modification can’t hurt, right? I wondered to myself as I opened a drawer and took out a pair of scissors and a pack of safety pins. Half an hour later, I held up my skirt and admired my skills. I had cut up the skirt on one side almost up to the waistband and then joined the cut halves with my pins for the classic goth look. I will top that up with my black fishnets instead of Princeton’s Mary Poppins socks.

That modification finally brought a genuine smile to my face. “Princeton High say hello to Ginger fucking Dark Storm!”

I put on my uniform, hooked my lip ring and earrings, and examined my eye in the mirror. My eyebrow piercing was still healing. With any luck this week, it would heal and stop getting an infection. I knew I shouldn’t have trusted that sleazy stylist who convinced me to get it when I went to renew my lip piercing last month. Anyway, it will heal. I’m a werewolf.

When I went downstairs Leo was already at the table chowing down a bowl of cereals. My heart did a little flip. Leo was the only other teenage boy in the pack before Maggie Dark Storm took us in. We have been together since we were kids and I know we will be mates soon. The moon goddess lifted the curse on our kind.

I felt a blush creep up my face as I walked closer. He looked up.

“You tore up your skirt?”

He noticed! He’s beginning to notice things about me. I blushed.

“Maggie spent a lot of money on that Ginny,” he scolded.

I rolled my eyes and sat down beside him, doing my best to cuddle up to his warmth. His young body was so strong already and my young pussy was creamy in anticipation for when we mate.

“Maggie has enough money I’m sure she doesn’t mind.”

“Doesn’t mind what?”

I looked up and saw Lance coming into the dining room with Stark holding his hand. Lance is one of my adoptive father’s and I’m still getting used to him as my dad. I mean he did betray Maggie once before but she took him back and mated with him and Asher, the second Alpha. Now Maggie is getting her pussy grilled by two hot Alphas. She is one lucky wolf. Don’t get me wrong Leo is enough for me.

“Ginny tore up her skirt.”

“Why would you do that?”

“Because goth is my style. Can you not try to baby me, Lance? I am 17 going 18 next week!”

“But you will always be my baby.”

It was Asher. He was coming in behind Lance. It was then I noticed the look on both their faces. They looked pleased. Too pleased. I’m guessing the coochie appointment with Maggie this morning was a huge success.

I rolled my eyes at Asher. I will not be taking advice or pampering from two men who love to stay locked up with their Luna all day and night. Don’t they ever get tired?

I mocked Asher’s words with a roll of my eyes.

“Princeton is a very prestigious school,” Leo continued to scold me. “I don’t think they’ll take kindly to you ruining their uniform.”

I was suddenly annoyed by Leo’s attitude. “Since when did you get so boring?” I asked as I moved into another seat beside Stark.

“Since I finally got lucky enough to have parents.”

Lance smiled at Leo and patted his shoulder. There was something very touching and emotional about that smile. He also looked like he was proud of Leo for acknowledging him as a father. I rolled my eyes again for the millionth time that day. Whatever, I don't owe anyone anything.

“Are you guys going to eat cereal for breakfast? Steph made some muffins last night you can have those.”

“We might be late if we waste any more time. Noah is waiting downstairs for us already.” Leo was already getting up. I had no choice but to do the same after grabbing a few bites of dry cereal and drinking cold milk on it.

“Alright then take enough money for lunch,” Lance said as he pulled out a wad of cash that would probably add up to $1000. I snatched it out of his hands and kissed his cheek.

“Thanks, Dad.”

He shook his head at me with a smile. Leo was flying out the front door with his school bag and I hurried after him waving at Stark.

“Bye Stark, tell everyone bye for me okay?”

She waved. Stark doesn’t talk much. She’s quite odd. Shut up, I’m not odd I’m just a goth kid. But Stark is odd with her white hair and pale gray eyes. She rarely speaks but when she does she speaks like a wise old woman. And she has taken a liking to Lance. She called him dad first before the rest of us.

Noah, the werewolf Maggie assigned as our driver and bodyguard, was waiting by the car when we got outside. He wore a suit and his signature frown. Honestly, he’s hot and fucking handsome but I doubt I’ll find him attractive if he keeps frowning that much.

His frown deepened at the sight of my uniform. “Miss Ginny…”

“You are not paid to make comments about my uniform Noah.”

Whatever he was going to say disappeared down his throat as he clenched his teeth hard and offered a hard smile. “Right. Get in the car you’re almost late.”

I slammed the door. “Play something. If I must endure school I might as well listen to something to make it fucking bearable.”

“No death metal in this car,” Noah growled.

“Who said anything about death metal? Put Kelly Rowland’s Dilemma on.”

He grudgingly put it on. And I immediately melted. I won’t apologize for being a hopeless romantic. As the music started I glanced at Leo hoping he would see that I was trying to speak to him through the music but he was looking at his new phone, scrolling through pages of social media.

I sighed. Will he ever see me as his potential mate?

As I looked away from him my eyes caught Noah’s staring at me through the rearview mirror as he pulled out of the drive.

I scowled. “What are you looking at?”