The Girl Who Refuses an Alpha

"Do you have another schedule after the classes end?"

Mirabella --or Mira for short-- sipped on her drink, flipping the page of the book in front of her. When she heard the question, she shook her head. "There's none. The basketball practice is canceled for today."

The girl didn't look particularly eye-catching with her current appearance. That was probably because she tied her long jet-black hair into a ponytail and the red hat perching onto her head made her seem a bit boyish.

"I will wait for you then. We will walk home together." Azarias grinned while stealing a french fry from her table. She looked up, glancing at the piece of the french fry that was about to enter Azarias's mouth with reluctance, yet she did nothing to stop it.

"You have to buy me food instead," Mira muttered. Azarias chuckled slightly at her reluctant expression and nodded readily. "Alright."

Satisfied by Azarias's answer, her face eased up slightly. After a few moments, Mira glanced at the clock and began clearing up the table. She picked the books and returned them to their places among the shelves. Azarias' eyes followed her movement, waiting for her to finish.

They had different classes for the last period. Despite so, at least they still could walk out of the library together.

"See you then." Mira's words caused Azarias to raise his eyebrow. More like see you with the food then. This girl, despite being so lean and tall eats quite a lot.

Mira strolled in the opposite direction from Azarias, bouncing and humming slightly as she walked to her class.

Azarias and her were among the ordinary students in this college. They were neither famous nor unpopular. They've got quite a number of friends, and among them, there were also werewolves.

The werewolves here mingled around with humans and act like one, except when they were in their wolf form. Most werewolves were among the top in the appearances.

Another trait that differentiates between them and humans was that they had what's called soulmate. Soulmate was something akin to the existence of the other half, someone who was most compatible with them.

Werewolves also possessed more strength than humans. Since some aspects put this race in such a favorable situation above humans, some yearned to be their partners. It wasn't rare to see werewolves being paired with humans.

Mira also had her own number of werewolves she befriended. The common existence of werewolves mingling with humans causes one unable to distinguish between the two races at first sight unless one was a werewolf. However, despite being a human, Mira strangely can do it.

When she arrived at the building, Mira walked up through the stairs. Midway, she caught two people embracing each other on the upper stairs. Looking at the unsightly scene, a frown made its way to her face.

As she got closer to their figures, she vaguely recognized and remembered who the man was. He was one of the Alphas who had managed to enter this college. It was a given since those who had high ranks among werewolves had such privileges.

Frowning in distate, Mira passed the two when they finally separated from each other. She expressionlessly walked through them. The girl had a slightly embarrassed face while the man was frowning, perhaps in annoyance due to getting disturbed. However, it was none of Mira's concerns since it was them who had picked such an exposed place to flaunt the intimacy.

Mira took off the hat from her head and pocketed it, revealing the silky black hair cascading down her back. Her round and clear eyes were more obvious when the hat had already been taken off. Enchanting with those long lashes and thin eyebrows.

The moment she turned around, Mia was a bit taken aback when she found that the man from earlier had gotten so close to her, walking behind her just a few meters away.

The instant their eyes met, Mira looked away.

She didn't have a good impression of a man who treated girls like consumable goods. What she couldn't fathom was that both parties were equally displeasing. The man was a scum, and the girls were willingly throwing themselves at someone with such trashy behaviour, only to get themselves brokenhearted after.

Did they think they could change and made him fall in love like those in love stories? Such things were nearly impossible in reality. One's personality was something hard to be changed that easily, as it had been deeply rooted in their subconscious.

He was an Alpha and bound to have a mate in the future. Even though there was hearsay circulating that some mated to werewolves had fallen in love with their soulmates even before the soulmate bond appeared, what would happen later was still uncertain. It was just a gut feeling of affinity between two people.