Chapter 2

October 10th

Two weeks after the great break up, life had moved on.

To begin with, I was lost and betrayed and spent many hours staring at my bedroom ceiling wondering what on earth happened to the boy I thought was so right for me. But after some time, I saw it for what it was. A silly teenage romance.

I was a wolf. He was human. I hadn’t even told him my secret.

Deep inside, I always knew we’d never last. I had a man or woman out there destined to me, and that filled my subconscious with guilt every time I looked at Cameron. If we stayed together, one day I’d have to end it and not even explain why. So in hindsight, I’m glad he turned out to be such a douchebag. It’s worked out for the better.

And from now on, it’s no more pointless relationships. I’m waiting for my mate, whoever he or she may be, and however long I have to wait.

Meanwhile, I’ll focus on school and trying not to murder the boy sat behind me in American history class with his ruler as he repeatedly prodded me in the back with it.

“Hey rogue,” he said.

It was Logan Wilson. He was a sixteen-year-old wolf boy, heir to the Alphaship in the Cerridwen pack and proud of it.

The territory covered the whole of Kellington but after my family was forced to move from our previous pack, the Alpha, Logan’s father, had permitted u to settle there and live as rogues alongside the humans of the town.

But whilst his father took pity on us, Logan certainly did not.

In fact, he had taken it upon himself to make my life a living hell.

“What?!” I hissed.

“You free tonight, Miss Feisty?”

“No, fuck off,” I answered as I turned back around, trying to focus on what our history teacher was telling us about Rosa Parks.

“Are you sure, babe? I was thinking you could come round now that you’re single and everything,” he said, leaning over and whispering in my ear, “How is Cameron by the way?”

I ignored him. He was trying to provoke me, and I would not give Logan Wilson the satisfaction of a response.

“Hey rogue, don’t ignore me. I’m your future Alpha.”

Our teacher, Mr Greggory, turned from the whiteboard he was writing on and stared in that irritating way teachers do.

“Excuse me, Mr Wilson, Miss Jones, I hope I’m not interrupting anything?” He asked.

“Yes, you were actually,” Logan said.

My mouth gaped open. And so did Mr Greggory’s.

“Well, in that case, you can finish whatever ever it was in detention. You too, Miss Jones,” He said, writing our names on the whiteboard under the detention box.

“But-“ I started.

“No buts, Miss Jones,” He said.

“I didn’t do anything!”

“Unless you want a week of detention, you will be back here at four o’clock sharp,” he said.

I sighed with exasperation and injustice.

“Yes, Sir,” I murmured before shooting a glare at Logan who still wore the same cocky smirk.

To make matters worse, in the last five minutes of the lesson, Mr Greggory assigned an essay for Monday.

It was currently Friday.

I shoved the sheet into my bag, crumpling it out of spite before heading out with the bell.

But as I reached the door, something blocked my way.

Logan.

“I’m sorry, Ella. How about I make it up to you and give you a lift home after detention?”

He looked down at me like I was a tiny scrap of broccoli he picked out his back tooth.

“Fuck off, Logan. I am so done with your shit,” I said, trying to push past.

“You know I’m the Alpha’s son, right?” He said, still towering over me.

“Whatever, he’s not even my Alpha.”

He stepped to the side, blocking my attempt to get past him.

“But you’re on our land, aren’t you? So you abide by my rules otherwise I will make evicting you and your brother off my territory the first thing I do when I become Alpha. And my seventeenth birthday is in a few days, so you better show me respect ASAP. Understand?”

“Fine,” I said. “You can give me a lift home if you really want.”

Logan didn’t scare me. He was an immature kid dressed as an Alpha. But the concept of being kicked off this territory wasn’t exactly comforting. I was happy living here in the human world.

“See you tonight,” He whispered in my ear before winking and letting me get to my friends waiting for me by the lockers.