Chapter 3

Xander’s PoV

The moment I had shot my load into Brielle’s mouth, I yanked her back, slipping my dick back into my pants and fixing my boxers and pants. I smirked, thinking of the look on Barbie’s face when she saw us, was fucking amusing.

I didn’t even hear what Brielle said, walking off as I buckled my belt. I could smell her from here, like three years ago... Her scent was fucking intoxicating. There was something different about it, that just wanted me to slam her up against the wall and fuck her brains out. Although I’ve fucked many human girls, they didn’t do it for me. Far too fucking fragile if you ask me.

Also, as the future Alpha, I needed to set an example, or so I'm fucking told. We aren’t meant to mix with the humankind more than needed. We only really had links with the higher families of the city, and lucky for me, that meant Austin’s little sister, who wasn’t so little anymore, was someone I was going to see a lot more often.

I mean, at sixteen, I wanted to fuck her too. Even if she was two years younger than me, she was a fucking hottie. That ass of hers needed some special attention, and I wouldn’t mind being the one to give it to her. I hadn’t found my mate yet anyway, so I could have as much fun as I wanted.

There were two factors that contributed to finding our mates; one, scent, but the main factor was touch. The moment we made skin contact with our mate, the bond would snap into place and we were tied.

I knew none of the girls in my pack were my mate. None smelt that good. The only girl that smelt fucking good was Barbie, and she was not my mate. Being paired with a human didn’t really happy often, especially for an Alpha.

I noticed her sitting in the farthest corner of the library, her oversized jacket hung around her elbows, her long curly blond hair cascading down her back. The type of hair that you want to yank on whilst you fuck a woman hard.

I made my way silently towards her, my boots silent on the carpeted floor.

I smirked, bending down. Inhaling her gorgeous scent of vanilla and patchouli with a tantalising undertone made me feel lightheaded for a moment.

"Not feeling hot and bothered, are you, princess?" I whispered huskily in her ear.

She jumped, her elbow hitting my neck hard, making me cough at the fucking force. I moved back, narrowing my eyes. How the fuck was she so strong?

"Serves you right. Don’t sneak up on people." She said, tossing her hair, although her heart was beating super-fast.

"I’d like to know where you learned to hit like that, Austin never said anything about you ever being into martial arts." I said, walking around the table and dropping onto the chair across from her.

Yeah, I wasn’t wrong about her looks. She’s fucking gorgeous. Her dazzling green eyes were rimmed with thick lashes, she had arched brows, a dainty nose, plump fucking lips that you wanted wrapped around your dick, and then there was her body... My gaze dipped to her breasts, but I looked back into her eyes smoothly.

"It was a reflex, nothing to do with martial arts." She replied. Her soft melodic voice sounded fucking sensual, and I seemed to forget that Brielle had already got me off just moments earlier.

"Hmph, if you say so, princess."

"Stop calling me that." She said, gathering her books up.

"Didn’t you come to study?"

"Yes, and clearly with you here, I'm not able to do that."

"Too distracting to focus on books?"

"No just annoying." She said giving me a look.

I raised an eyebrow, my amusement vanishing.

"You do know who you’re speaking to don’t you?" I asked, my voice cold as ice and as dangerous as a brewing storm.

"The big bad wolf." She mocked, turning around and was about to walk off when I was in front of her in a flash, my eyes blazing with anger.

Her heart raced wildly as she stumbled back, tripping over the chair as I advanced and fell onto the table. I leaned down, slamming my hands on the table on either side of her.

Glaring into those fucking sexy eyes of hers.

"Yeah, I am the big bad wolf, and unless you want to become my next target, I’d control that pretty little mouth of yours." I growled menacingly.

She raised an eyebrow, anger burning in her eyes as she stared back at me.

"I am not your fucking subject or bitch. So, move the fuck away from me." She whispered venomously.

Her words surprised me, but more than that, it was her courage. She was either fucking stupid or wildly brave. Either way, wrong fucking move.

I smirked arrogantly.

"You just became my next subject, princess… and I will put you in your fucking place." With those final words, I turned and stormed away.

My anger didn’t calm down, her words kept replaying in my head like a fucking record jamming on the same damn spot. I needed a fucking release to this pent-up anger… I looked out sharply at the soccer team on the pitch.

Well… guess I could join. I had been part of that team. It was something I fucking enjoyed, but due to my speed and strength, I wasn’t allowed to continue… I had to be this perfect fucking Alpha. My only dream should be to take over the pack.

Yeah, no shit. I was not going to be shaped into anything else someone else wanted.

I took my jacket and top off, making my way over to the others. Although most didn’t know my truth, they all sensed the power from me, even when I reined it all in. Unlike the girl who had fucking pissed me off…

I saw red as I grabbed the ball, anger rippling through me like a bomb ready to go off.

‘Calm down, Xander.’

Zeus, my wolf muttered in my mind.

No, fuck all, I'm not fucking calming down. It's either them or her.

He sighed, ‘She got to me too… but it intrigues me, Xander.’

Yeah? Well too fucking bad I couldn’t teach her a lesson. The only reason I stopped was because she was the mayor’s fucking daughter.

I played blindly, until suddenly I heard someone shout.

"Xander! Bro! Stop it!" Austin’s voice snapped me from my thoughts, and I realised I had zoned out completely.

I looked at him before taking in the place around me. Three of the team were on the ground, and the goalkeeper was hunched over clutching his head. The ball sat in the corner of the net.

"What the hell, man…" Austin muttered, concern clear in his fucking green eyes that right now reminded me of someone else.

"Nothing, I just need a fucking break." I muttered, running my hand through my hair.

"Yeah… take one." He said quietly as coach Phil came storming onto the pitch.

Although he didn’t know what I fucking was, he knew the power my dad held, and that included over this entire Uni. There was nothing these wankers could do to me.

"Aldino! Over here now!" He thundered.

Seems like I had still pissed him the fuck off.

My eyes blazed, and I looked away to hide their colour.

I walked over to him, and I knew for a fact that whatever he saw on my face scared him.

Good, cus no one fucking speaks to me like that.