SUBMISSION TO THE ALPHA

"Well, have you ever given hea-" "Well, I have a bigger ass and he's an ass guy, so..." me, please. I couldn't deal with another cat fight from Bitch I took a deep breath and closed my eyes. Someone save with Alpha Robert . Neither of them really had a chance with One and Bitch Two behind me about who had a better chance wanted something like that in his packhouse. him; they were both annoying as hell, and I doubted he anatomy class. "I know you're all excited because it's the "Quiet down," Dr.

Jakkobs said from the front of my last week of senior year, but we need to get through this review material." He looked at the class through his thick bifocals, then raised a brow, deepening the creases in his forehead. "After grading your latest exams, most of you need the extra review." I gazed down at the exam on my desk and sighed. Dr. Jakkobs had scribbled another big fat 100% with a smiley face on the top of it in red ink. Bitch One-the nickname my best friend and I had given Vanessa, one of the popular girls, after she made fun of us in middle school for obsessing over wanting to become warrior wolves in Robert 's pack-leaned forward in her seat until she was nearly breathing down my neck. "What are we learning about today?" she asked, her overwhelming strawberry perfume making me choke. "If it's the female reproductive system, I can definitely volunteer myself as a model." What the he- Derek turned his pen between his fingers and rolled his brown eyes. "Nobody wants to see you naked, Vanessa." The class broke out in a fit of laughter, and I pressed my lips together, trying to stifle a chuckle. Derek leaned back in his seat and flashed me his infamous smirk. Dr. Jakkobs walked around his desk, arms crossed, staring pointedly at Derek and Vanessa. "Enough," he said. "I doubt you two really want to end up in the principal's oce this time of the year." Vanessa hued and sat back. Thank the Moon Goddess I could finally breathe again. "Now..." In big letters, Dr. Jakkobs wrote Anatomy Review on the whiteboard with pink marker. "Let's begin." I sunk down in my seat and gazed at my notebook which didn't have a single anatomy note in it. Instead, it was filled with the names of wrestling takedowns and reversals, dierent boxing combinations, and a list of judo throws that Derek and I had been studying relentlessly. High school ended this week, which meant that Alpha Robert was going to assign us positions in his pack based on our academic and physical performance. And no matter the number of perfect grades I received this year, I was determined to become a warrior. Since I was four years old, I had trained almost every day with Derek, had memorized the Lunar Battle Manual that all outstanding warriors read, and even had the opportunity to train with the warriors in our pack last year when Robert was out of town. Well, Robert never ocially told me I could. I just snuck into practice and hoped that nobody would say a word to him about me being there. Derek's neighbor and retired warrior, Mr. Beck, urged me to practice with them; he told me that when he was training to be a warrior, he snuck out to fight rogues during the night and that sneaking into practice wouldn't hurt me. Someone knocked on the door, and Principal Hackle popped his head into the room. "I hope I'm not interrupting." Dr. Jakkobs raised a brow at Derek and Vanessa, then turned to Principal Hackle. "No, not at all." The door opened wider, and that's when I saw him. Alpha Robert stood right behind Hackle. Tall, tan, and terrifyingly tense. His muscles flexed through his white V- neck shirt, and I sucked in a breath. When he stepped into the room, nobody said a word. His gaze was fixed on me and only me. I gazed down at my notes. Trying to look busy. Trying not to think about last night. "Hi, Alpha!" Vanessa squealed, her nasally voice in my ear again. I could feel her toying with the ends of my brown hair. She was so... damn... desperate. But, hell, so was I yesterday. Hackle said a few words, then disappeared back into the hall. Robert walked further into the room and stopped when he reached my desk. Was it getting hot in here? My body felt like it was on fire, like everyone knew what had happened. He cleared his throat. Please leave. Please leave. The more I tried to push away my dirty thoughts of Robert , the more my cheeks flushed. He needed to leave now, so I could learn more about the now very interesting topic of female reproductive systems. Vanessa could be the demonstration for all I cared. It'd be so much more comfortable than being stared down by- "Arabella," Alpha Robert said. Fuck. I glanced up at him through my lashes and fiddled my pen. "Yes, Alpha Robert ?" "Outside. Now." Without another word, he walked to the door and held it open for me. Damn it. I stued my exam inside my textbook and closed it so Jakkobs wouldn't see that I hadn't been paying attention. Derek eyed me, brow raised, but I shrugged my shoulders and sent him a look that said, "Last night when you called me thirteen times and I didn't answer once, I really wasn't doing anything bad, I promise." After taking a deep breath, I walked out of the room. The wooden door closed behind me, but I didn't dare turn around. This was not how I expected my Monday afternoon to go. Not at all. Robert stepped closer to me, and I could feel his body heat against my backside. Warming me in places that it shouldn't. A kid walked down the hall, opposite of us, then disappeared into a classroom. As soon as that door closed, he shoved me against the lockers, snatched my chin in his calloused hand from behind, and ran his nose up the side of my neck. "What am I going to do with you?" he whispered in my ear. "This whole fucking week you've been teasing me." I shook my head no. But I had been. I'd touched myself too many times to count, thinking about him pounding me against my headboard, about his cock inside of me, about his lips on every inch of my body. It was wrong to think these sinful thoughts about my alpha. "Don't deny it." He growled in my ear, his canines grazing against my soft spot. He pressed himself against my backside, and I clenched. He had never been this close to me before, at least not like this. His fingers trailed up my leg and slipped under my skirt. "I know you keep your curtains open at night for me. You want me to watch as you rub your sensitive little clit." "No..." I said breathlessly. "I-I don't." "Don't lie to your alpha," he said, the scent of mint overwhelmingly powerful. Just like him. I gulped and shifted from foot to foot. His fingers hovered mere millimeters over my clit, and my whole body was just aching for his touch. With one of his hands wrapped around the front of my neck softly, he pulled me to him. "Don't lie to me," he said against my ear. My core clenched just waiting for him to slip his fingers into my panties and feel how wet I was for him. I didn't care that there were only minutes left before the bell rang and everyone flooded into the hallway. I didn't care that he was my alpha and that toying with him was wrong. I needed him so fucking badly. "I don't," I said. Lie. He chuckled lowly in my ear. "I bet you think about me as you do it, don't you?" "No." "No?" He pushed some hair behind my ear and grinded his hips into mine. "You don't think about my face between your legs, eating you until you're trembling?" No. "You don't think about my cock in your mouth?" His thumb brushed against my lips. No. "You don't think about my hand wrapped around your throat as I thrust into you over and over and over again?" I closed my eyes and pressed my knees together. Oh, Goddess. Oh, Goddess. Touch me, damn it. I needed it. "Please be quiet," I said, breathlessly. The walls were thin, and I didn't want anyone hearing us, especially Vanessa. She'd make my life a living hell by telling everyone in our small town that I was the new pack slut. "People will hear." "This is my pack, Arabella. I don't care who hears you moaning my name." He pulled his fingers away, taking a deep breath, and pushed himself o of me. "Close your blinds next time." "Or what?" I asked, turning around to face him. That was my first mistake of the day. He grabbed my chin roughly and pressed me against the locker again. "Or you won't like the consequences." He gazed at my lips when he spoke, his thumb brushing against it roughly, and my heart warmed. The way he touched me told me one thing-that he wanted to devour my body. But his eyes, shifting between a soft brown and a piercing gold, told me that wasn't all he wanted. He wanted more. He took a deep breath, his chest rising and falling against mine. Tingles erupted on my lips, and I closed my eyes for the briefest moment. Not sure why him being so close excited me, but it did. When the bell rang, he shook his head, shoved me away, walked down the hall, and out the double doors. I stood there, inhaling his scent and staring down the hall, in complete shock. I didn't know what kind of threat that was from him... but he did say that I wouldn't like the consequences if I didn't close the curtains the next time that I touched myself for him. So, being the good girl that I was, I knew the one thing I was going to do when I got home. Open the curtains as far as they could go.