My Alpha Mate Is Her

believe in gossip and exaggerate things. You never take Nora's words seriously if it concerns an actual pe

thing she never does. She usually rambles on and on about whatever she heard and doesn't care what the world thin

d be weak and that they could defeat her easily. It is said that she was in such a fury, that she just went on a rampage, killing everything in her path." She glances around once again. "She kills without a second thought." She a

word that a killer is studying among us. For some twisted reaso

over exhaustion

tures, earning a small nod from me. I feel like I should stop her from assuming and saying such things about a girl she has never met in her entire life. Who are you to judge a pers

's wrong

ing me out of my conflicting thoughts. I jerk back to reality and

t the cafeteria'," She repeats, pronouncing each word slowly as if she was

y! I got it!"

, not waiting to hear my reply. Such a hyperactive p

anding beside it. Or more accurately, beside Chance Parker's —my bully extraordinaire who also hap

upting them and becoming subject to their beating is not worth keeping my books in

ain, they are jocks and warriors and they'll catch me anyway. So I stop and I turn

ore his shoes come into my line of vision. I stand there mutely, knowing that saying something wou

" He interrogates, his voice sounding eerily calm and

umble, making him laugh out loud. Hones

s out, crashing with my gut brutally. The force knocks the wind out of my

nst the lockers, to form a loose circle around me. I push myself up with my elbows and make

to it. I clutch my hand to it and shout out when another blow is landed

glare aimed at me. I open my eyes with Herculean effort and flinch when I see Chance pulli

entatively open my eyes once again, peeking from behind raised arms from my lying position. What — or m

cribe her. Her red hair flows down in luscious curls, framing her heart-shaped face, which is set in a furious scowl. But her scowl, unlike the other gir

t nose accenting her full pink lips that are shaped like a cupid's bow with such perfectio

ts agitated and keeps on saying something but I ignore his persistent calls, fixing my entire focus o

oam around the circle in one swift movement before they settl

to let one word escape them, t

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