The Alpha Professor Is My Mate.

LET'S MEET UP.

“My name is Luna.’ I laughed bitterly. That hurt me.

He looked at me for a second as we both stared at each other.

He came closer to me and handed me a gold slippery card, whispering in my ear.

“Let's meet up. Come to this location after texting me when you arrive. Or call me first. I will meet you there.’

He rubbed his face with both hands and walked past me.

I couldn't say a word to him.

I went back to class in slow motion to think about what he had said to me and I couldn’t get the thought out of my head.

It constantly bugged me.

I wondered why on earth he wanted to see me?

It’s been so long since I had anything I can call my own.

His words stung me like a bee, and I haven't felt it in my entire life since my mom’s death.

I grew up in an abusive home since I was born. My mother didn’t want me and hated me for nothing I knew about.

I sometimes wonder why she didn’t abort me when she was pregnant.

Why bring me into this world to suffer for what I know nothing about?

I didn’t ask her to become pregnant and bring me into the world.

She did all these things on her own. So, why is she blaming me?

And because of how my mother hated me, the gossip spread all over my clan, which resulted in kids bullying me.

They felt inferior for having a wolf with white hair and blue eyes, which to this day I still cover it up with a dye and contacts because of my insecurities.

I turned 10 when I discovered I was an Omega and everyone became disappointed in me because both my parents were alphas.

I was a late shifter, so it bothered me a lot, being the only woofless Omega in the pack, which resulted in my inability to speak and got bullied again for it.

So my parents trained me home from school since I always get picked on by the wolves in school.

It became a habit that I couldn’t get rid of, but it was better than nothing.

I was the isolated Omega, alone in my room, staring out the window.

I never come outside. My room became the only place I could feel safe.

I was quite a burden to my mom. She hated me for being a useless, mute and a stuttering Omega.

Since my parents were the leaders of the pack, my mom didn’t care or neither did she give a damn about me if I lived or died as long as I was hidden from the public eye.

My father was the only one who paid attention to me.

I don’t know what I did to her, but she just hates me, anyway.

My mom tried everything to make me the perfect daughter, but it wasn’t working.

While my father was the only one who was ready to accept me for who I am.

I also became mute because my younger brother died before my eyes in a fire and I couldn’t save myself despite my burning skin.

For fear of being accused of killing him, I unexpectedly turned into a mute Omega overnight.

Two years later, my mom died in a car accident, and I began talking again.

I was not happy she died. Rather, I was sad, and I wished she had loved me before she died.

My father, who became heartbroken, took me as a child and moved to another country to go meet up with his clan to start life anew.

We both moved to a luxurious house.

And my dad and I adjusted to the environment in Australia.

For the first time in my history, I could do things on my way.

I got admission in high school and a driver dropped me off at a school sometimes and because I didn’t want to present myself as a rich spoilt brat.

I told my dad to let me walk to school from home and he agreed as long as I was protected and I could defend myself.

I made lots of friends.

And my best friends were Sandra and Rolf.

I walked along the hallway, admiring the trees nearby.

It was pretty beautiful, and it was like, the most amazing thing I have ever seen, that’s why I love my school, really satisfying.

Other than that, there was one thing that kept bothering me.

I was eighteen years old, and I hadn’t met my mate.

The clan once told my father to find me a proper arranged marriage if I don’t come across my mate.

And I don’t want to get married to some stranger because I can’t find my mate. It would be boring and unfulfilling of life if I didn’t come across my mate.

My mate is the only one I can love. If I can’t love my mate. Who else should I love then?

My unloving husband? And besides, not even my best friends know I am an Omega.

Everyone in school thinks of me as an Alpha and that’s why I can’t be this pathetic.

Should I go meet him like he asked?

I bumped into Sandra as she looked at me without a word, and then I realized where I was.

When did I get to the canteen?

“What is the matter with you?’ she asked. “Are you okay?’

I shook my head, and she grabbed my arm and led me to sit down in a chair opposite her as we both conversed.

“I’m fine.’ I responded with a long sigh and yet she persisted.

“You don’t look fine to me. I know you very well.’

“I…you know that…” my eyes were welling up, but I didn’t want to cry. I’m going to sound like a b***h if I should cry. I’m stronger than this.

I’m a werewolf, an Alpha. An Alpha shouldn’t be crying and shedding tears like a baby.

I should pull myself together and see through this.

“I met him at his office.’

“Okay.” She nodded and added. “It’s about time you guys meet, anyway. You’ve been avoiding each other a lot, and it’s getting on my nerves.”

“He said, he is married.’

“Yeah, all alphas are like that.’ she laughed and then it hit her. “Wait, what?”

“Yes, that’s what he said to me. I didn’t want to believe this at first. But his attitude spoke volumes. And he asked me to come meet him at a certain location.’

“Why is that?’