MUTE AND ABUSED MATE
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Graysen's point of view:

I kept hitting my head against the wooden desk.

I'm frustrated since I can't seem to replace my mate.

Perhaps she was a Dinosaur that went extinct ages ago.

My beta found his mate, my friends found theirs, and even my dumblittle sister got hers; she isn't here since she moved to England with himbecause he is the Moonstone pack beta.

"Dude, you'll slit your skull before you even replace your mate," Bryce, mylifelong Bestfriend said, who also found his mate during MY sixteenthbirthday party.

"see, maybe some horrible dummy monster is keeping her from me, ormaybe she isn't born, and if she isn't, she will reject me because I am anold guy wi-"I voiced my concerns.

"She's somewhere out there, someplace in this world, waiting for herhandsome prince, now move your buttocks, we've got school.”

“I'm your Al-" I started but he interrupted.

"Sure, yeah, you're my Alpha" I am the Bloodlust pack’s alpha. After Ibecame eighteen, my father bestowed the title upon me. We are themost dreaded pack on the planet. We are very tough when it comes totraining, especially with youngsters. I've been looking for my mate for along time, but she has yet to appear.

Be Patient, It's been what? Two months since our eighteenth birthday?Dean, my wolf, said as if he isn't in a hurry as I am. He is extremelyannoying since he is continuously reading my thoughts.

I normally don't like it when someone interrupts me while I'm speaking,but because Bryce is my childhood Bestfriend, I don't mind.

It doesn't mean he can talk to me in front of the pack as he talks to meprivately; otherwise, Pack members would believe I'm a weak laughableAlpha who lets anybody trash him.

I got on my motorcycle and rode to school. Dean is now unfazedwhenever I bring up my mate.

Here we go again. I parked in the Hillway high parking lot, got off themotorcycle, and followed Bryce and his mate Alice, as well as Martin,my beta, and his mate Amber.

I can see the eager gazes of the she-wolves and human girls as weentered the school. All these years, I've avoided all the passionate andhungry stares directed at me because I want to save everything for mymate.

The doorbell rang. My first class is with Martin.

I went to my desk in the middle of the class, just as Mr Helton enteredand began presenting the lesson, which I didn't understand at all.

A woody flowery scent assaulted my nose, which was both appealingand powerful. I've never smelt anything so delicious in all my years, andthis scent is becoming stronger by the second. In the back of my mind,I can hear my wolf roaring and pacing, chanting and shouting over andagain.

Mate

Steps approached the door, a deep breath was taken, and my mateentered, I couldn't see her face fully since she was covering it, Icontinued gazing at her, and she looked at me.

Mr Helton cleared his throat and spoke.

"You must be a new student, correct? Fleurie?" Her name is lovely. Shegave him a nod.

" The seat beside Marisa is empty, can you raise your hand?" Marisa isMartin's sister, and I despise her right now since she is sitting next tomy mate.

When the bell rang and she dashed out of the classroom, I followed herto her locker. I approached her, hoping to strike up a discussion, butshe ignored me. Making me stand in the corridor like a fool.

"Man, tell me why you're smiling so wide," Bryce said, putting his handon my shoulders.

"I found her."

"Who?"

"My Mate"

Time passes and I am thinking of her when the bell rings again and it islunch break. I'm not sure why, but I felt sadness and dread at the sametime, and then it dawned on me that it wasn't my feelings but mymate's. I followed her smell to the cafeteria and opened the door to seeBianca, the pack harlot, harassing my mate. My wolf became enraged."Back off, Bianca." I snarled, with anger filling my voice.

The pack harlot backed off with her awful little band.

I looked back at my mate to see bruises and slashes on her face.

I walked towards her, outraged at the notion of someone hurting orharming my mate.

" What happened to your face?" I asked her, hoping for a response, butshe pulled up her hood and hurried out of the cafeteria.

Martin, conduct some investigation on the Fleurie collision, the newstudent, I want them as soon as possible I mind linked Martin, I'mintrigued about the jerk that dared to do that to my precious mate.