True Mates Editing

A/N: hi lovelies ❤️, thanks for tapping on this book. I promise you won’t regret reading it.

This is gonna be my first werewolf high school book and I am sure it would be so good ^_^. So lovelies, gather your popcorn cos you’re gonna enjoy the beautiful ride.

Now let’s get started 🥰

Layla POV

“What the hell Vernon! What’s wrong with you!!” I screamed out loud at the top of my voice.I really don’t know what’s wrong with my brother this morning!

He knows I’m to be in school by this time or should I say preparing for school?

Whichever! I’m currently standing before the door of the bathroom with my purple body towel hung around my neck.

I looked down at my purple crocs and could see my feet were still tapping the floor.“Damn! Vernon this isn’t funny!!” I yelled out as I banged my hand hard on the door.“Could you please be quiet!!” I could hear him say from the bathroom.

“Quiet? Is that what you said huh? Don’t be dumb!!” I yelled.“Dad can you hear what Layla is saying? She has forgotten I’m her older brother” he yelled out making me more mad.Yes, he is my older brother and who cares!

Not that I am disrespectful but at this point, I think I am.“Layla what is going on here?” My dad asked, finally walking into the scene.

I exhaled heavily and placed my hands on my waist standing in akimbo.“Dad what’s wrong with Vernon?, He’s been in the bathroom for over 30 minutes but still no sound of water at all” I groaned out frustrated.My dad looked at me with this pitiful look on his face.

I squeezed my face immediately seeing his facial expression.“Vernon don’t be silly! You know Layla has to be in school before now” my dad said to him with this thick voice of his.“Dad!” That was the only reply Vernon could give at the moment.

I rolled my eyes wishing I could break the door and strangle him.Fvck..

I wouldn’t do so, I still need that brat.“Why are you like this! It’s my first day for heavens sake Vernon!” I yelled out banging the door again.“Just hold on, a little more minute and I’ll be done okay!?” He replied sounding frustrated too. It’s gonna be my first day at West bridge university, damn.

I am pretty nervous about it, I mean, West bridge university is always my dream university.

It’s not just so popular, there are beautiful and talented teachers there.

I’ve read a lot about the university, and with the one I know, the university is ranked top 2 In the city of Houston Texas.

And it’s an international university for crying out loud >.<.I’ve been making research on the school, saw a lot of photos of it.

And I still can’t believe today, I would be going there.I mean, West bridge university is just so good, I know every parents wants their kids there. Why not? I heard there are hotties there and pretty girls too, it’s a school for elites but still I count myself worthy and lucky to be among the students attending West bridge university.After I went through the school fees, I found out it was damn expensive and my father won’t be able to afford it, not even if he sells our house and his car, his monthly income isn’t even quarter of it.But then, I applied for a scholarship, wrote some exams and passed.

The best part of it was I got a fully funded scholarship and my resumption is today!!

But here I am, standing by the door waiting for my stupid ass brother to finish with whatever he is doing in there and get his stupid ass out.“For goodness sake Vernon!, It’s my first day, and it matters!” I yelled tiredly as I slapped my forehead hoping he would listen, be human, and step out.“Layla, don’t you know the meaning of hold on anymore??” He replied instead.“That’s it!, I’m breaking this door, I really don’t know what you’re doing in there!” i yelled out and grabbed the door handle.

Turning the hand, I kicked the door open and gasped at what I saw.Firstly, I never expected the door to be opened.

“What the! You didn’t even lock the doors??” I yelled out immediately and stared at my brother seating on the toilet with tissue papers in his hands.I looked down to the floor and saw it was littered with tissue papers.