Hating My Mate

-If there is no spacing in the words, it is the app. I have edited the books over and over and from my side, the spacing is perfect.- -Nova POV- We get out of the car and smell the air of our new home. I inhale a deep breathtaking it all in.  “Wow, this is bigger than our pack.” Stella says.  “Yes, you're going to love it here girls.” Dad says as he takes boxes out from the car.  “Can we go for a run in the woods?” I ask excitedly.  “Yes, but don’t be long, we have a lot to do.” Mom says.  Stella and I look at each other with big smiles and then start walking to the forest.   “I want to go too.” Helix whines.   “No, you need to help me unpack since you didn’t help pack a single thing.” Mom says. The look that she gives him says that she is not debating this.  “Uh! Fine.... slave driver.” He mumbles that last part and mom gasps. She tries to smack his shoulder but he runs away laughing.  “Stop giving your mother grief. Oh, and Nova...” My dad calls for me so I stop and look back with an innocent smile knowing what he is about to say.  I see him squinting his eyes at me. “Don’t get into any trouble, we just got here.” He gives me a pointed look.  I give him a big smile. “Of course not dad. I’ll be an angel today.”  “Lucifer was an angel.” Helix mumbles and I squint my eyes at him.   “Helix!” Mom shouts and my brother starts running again.  Dad sighs and goes back to the boxes. Stella and I start walking to the forest.  “Can we not shift? I’m a little tired.” Stella says and I nod. I would rather shift but I know it’s hard for her sometimes.  We head in and start running.  The wind in our hair, the scent of wood and earth. Our wolves are loving this even though they are feeling it all through us.  We keep running laughing and enjoying ourselves until we run into an opening where we see a few guys and we stop immediately.   (New pack members I think.)  They look at us startled.  A guy with wavy blond hair and green eyes walks over to us and gives us a smile. “You from the new pack?” He asks.  Stella nods shyly. I look behind him and see another guy with dark brown hair and brown eyes and then another big guy with blue eyes and black hair who leans on a rock staring at us too. Both of them have no shirts and have basketball shorts on. They look sweaty like as if they were training or running.  I stare at the big guy. (He is hot!!)  I shift my eyes back to the guy in front of us. “Yea, we just got here.” I say.  “Cool, I’m Harvey, that there is Gabriel and the big guy-”  “Harvey.” The big guy interrupts him and walks over to us.  Harvey walks to the side and then the big guy stands in front of us. He stares at Stella, I can feel how nervous she is in his presence. Then he stares at me. His eyes wander down my body at my tight white halter top and tiny shorts. They wander off to my tattoos and I can see his eyes give me a flirty look. I stare at his body as well where he also has some nice tats on his chest and arms.  (I am ready to ride him right now, he is delicious.)  “I’m Dominic, and you?” His deep voice makes my skin shiver. He gives me a side smile and then lifts his hand up, he runs his thumb over my lip then down my jaw and neck and his other arm wraps around my waist.  (What the f**k?!)  I slap his hand and back away. “What the hell is wrong with you?!” I almost shout.  (I don’t know this guy. He can be the hottest guy in the world but I gave him no permission to touch me like that. Who does he think he is? Who the hell does that the first time they meet someone?... yea I guess mates, but he is not my mate.)  His face scrunches up looking pissed.  (I like flirting with guys but being touched without my consent is a big no-no for me.)  I watch him, he looks angry but also surprised.  (This arrogant bastard probably gets whatever girl he wants. Girls probably throw themselves at him and he never has to work for it.)  He takes my wrist. “Did you really just slap my hand?”  “I’ll slap more than that if you don’t stop touching me.” I say in a serious tone.  I hear Harvey gasp but the Gabriel guy chuckles amused.  “Do you even know who I am?” He asks with his blue eyes peering down at my green ones.  I give him a smug look. “No, and I don’t want to.”  “Well, you better learn to show respect to your future Alpha.” He growls out.  (Alpha?... Oh. But that doesn’t change the fact that he is still an arrogant asshole.)  “Let, me, go.” I say in a lower tone.  He growls at me and I growl back.  Stella steps back and gives nervous giggles. “Sorry Alpha, we didn’t know.” She lowers her head to him.  He and I just stare straight at each other's eyes with anger. Neither of us backing down. I know he is waiting for me to lower my gaze to show respect but I’m not going to. This guy needs to be knocked down a few notches.  “Nova.” My sister whispers urging me to do the same as her.  “Nova? I’ll remember that name. You need to learn to show respect.” He says.  I narrow my eyes at him.  “When you let me go and apologize for being a big fat jerk, yea, maybe.” I spit out.  He looks at my hand, he forgot he was still holding it and it is tight. He lets me go and I quickly rub it. It’s going to leave a mark.  Stella quickly takes my other hand. “Sorry Alpha.” She says bowing her head and then pulls me as she sprints away.   “Stupid ogre!” I mumble, I hear a growl behind me and some laughter from the other guys.  When we hear that, Stella starts full-on running pulling me with her.  -End of flashback-  Opening my eyes slowly. “Uh... what the hell. Why did I have to dream of that?”  (That was the first day we arrived at our new pack a month ago. The last thing I want to do is to wake up thinking of him.)   I see the sun come through my window.  (Wait... not my window.)  I look up still feeling groggy and notice that this is not my bedroom ceiling. I close my eyes again and everything comes back to me.   (Jet, I’m in Jet’s room. I got wasted last night at the beach and now I have a terrible headache.)   I try to move my arms but they feel heavy. I look down and see Jet’s arms around my naked body. I lie back down and smile.   (I passed out after we were together last night.)   My phone rings sending the noise right to my splitting head.  “Uhh!” I groan feeling pain.  Jet stirs and mumbles something incoherent.   I reach for my phone on the night table and when I pick it up, I see Stella’s name.  “Hello?” My voice comes out raspy and barely hearable.  “Are you one your way? Where were you anyway? Dad and mom are asking about you.” She says. I can hear people chattering in the background.  “Stooop.” I groan out. Her voice is making my head hurt more.  She sighs. “Are you drunk again? How do you always manage to drink so much to the point that you get drunk? Do you know how many drinks it takes for us to get to that point?” She sighs again. “The pack party is about to start and the Alpha will start to give his speech soon, so sober up!”  I groan again. “I’m on my way, stop nagging at me.” I hang up before she can respond.  Jet moves closer to me. “Got to go babe?” He asks with his eyes closed and a deep morning voice.  I sit up and stretch. “Yea, family meeting thing.”  He grabs me and pulls me back down to look into his deep brown eyes.   “You need something for that hangover? Cause I’m hungry and I got just the thing for you.” He says starting to kiss my shoulder.  I look at him feeling intrigued at what this ‘thing’ is.  He continues to kiss all the way down to my waist and then goes under the sheets that were covering my bottom half.  I make myself comfortable and open my legs for him in anticipation. “I’m going to be so late but I could give a rat's ass-” I stop talking abruptly when I feel his mouth. “UH! Oh s**t! YES!!” My voice is breathless.  (Goddess he knows exactly what I like!)  Jet and I have been fooling around for a few months now. He has been a good friend of mine for a few years. When the love of his life, (according to him) cheated on him, he decided to take a break from the dating scene. And that’s where I came in to help. And why not? He is a good-looking guy... for a human, and I don’t like to sleep around with random people. I could date if I wanted to, but what’s the point when I have a mate out there for me.  Thankfully, Jet and I are both on the same page. He and I only see each other as friends. I met him a few years ago, we ran with the same crowds and it was just inevitable. The best part is that I only see him when I want to since we don’t go to the same school now.  “Mmh!” I moan.  Now, while Jet pleasures me, let me tell you a bit about myself. I am not your goody-two-shoes type of girl. I like to drink, I don’t smoke because the smell is too much for our wolves, I sometimes shoplift when I’m bored just because, and I love making trouble. Why? Because it’s fun. I hate boring. What’s the point of being alive if you have to follow boring rules. Yes, I'm a brat and I know it. My body shakes feeling the o****m that surges through my body.  “Oh! f**k!!” I moan out and take a few breaths in to calm myself.  I hear Jet chuckling. “Feeling better?” He says still under the sheets.   He comes back out and lies next to me holding his head in his hand, looking at me, and wiping his mouth.  “Definitely.” I say with a smile.  He smiles satisfied.  “Well, my dad is coming home today from his business trip so I also have to get ready.” He gets up and starts to look for fresh clothes. “Do you need to use the shower?”  “No, I’m already super late.” I start to collect my clothes from the floor. “Not that I care anyways.”  “Why does your family have so many meetings or parties anyways?” He asks.  He’s human, so he wouldn’t understand.  “My family is just... big.” I know that makes no sense for an answer to that question but I don’t know what else to say.  He shrugs his shoulders and goes to his bathroom but stops at the door. He looks at me and winks. “See you babe and thanks for the meal.”  I smirk. “Anytime.” (He’s so silly, I should be saying thank you for that o****m he just gave me.)  Once I put my clothes back on, I hear Jet start the shower. I gather my keys and phone, then head down the stairs of his modern fancy mansion. He only lives with his dad and his dad is... well, I would say a businessman but in reality, the business that he does... I'm not sure it's legal. I am not sure of what it is that he does but Jet has told me that it is best not to know. So I don’t push it.   As I head down the stairs I feel the guards stare at me, watching my every move with a serious expression.  I smile and give them a peace sign as I head out the front door.