The Devil's Son Is My Mate

Chapter 2:

"I'm okay with it, Ariel; snap out of it. It's my business, not yours, so drop it already," I yelled at her and almost regretted yelling. I wasn't in my right state of mind after I was rejected. I was starting to transfer the aggression to her. Who knew a rejection could hurt this much?

"Of course, it's your s**t to deal with anyway!" She angrily stormed out of the library, and I buried my head in the desk. Just great, I got rejected today and somehow managed to make my best friend upset even though all she was doing was looking out for me. I patiently waited for the school day to be over as I cried my heart out in the library. The bell finally rang, and I carried my backpack to leave for my house, not caring if my eyes were swollen like I had received a blow. I wouldn't feel any better at home because my mother would blame me for being rejected, but I just had to leave this school immediately. Everyone in the hallway was talking about how Asher refused me, and it would have been better if they weren't pointing at me or laughing at me right in front of me. I managed to get out of the building, but my eyes couldn't help but notice the horrifying image in front of me. My sister, Tala, and Asher were making out right in front of me; the idea of her tongue sticking into his mouth broke me, but my sister noticed I was staring and proceeded to deepen the kiss with a smirk, shattering my heart. I knew she hated me, but I had never imagined she would be the reason why Asher would reject me. I had nowhere to go because the last place I wanted to be was in the same house with her and my unsupportive parents. I would have liked to apologize to Ariel and sleep over at her home, but Asher lived in the same area. I guess my only option is to sleep at the rogue's hostel.

The rogue's hostel wasn't the best place for a female student to be found, but I went there regardless of the harm that could happen to me. Luckily, nothing happened, and I soon found myself lying flat on the bed as the sun's rays shone brightly on me. The thoughts of me going back to school weakened me because I wasn't sure if I wanted to return there or be around either Asher or Tala. The rogues were surely going to school according to the new rules, and no one was to be left behind at the hostel. I carried my backpack as I walked out of the hostel room, not caring about taking a shower or fixing my messy hair. I could feel some eyes staring at me and probably laughing, but I couldn't care more about them. My life was technically ruined already.

"Assemble!"

A man's gruff voice commanded, and I assumed he must have been the Master around here. In no time, everyone lined up in an orderly manner, well, everyone but me, because I didn't feel the need to line up with the rogues. His eyes fell on me, and a scornful look appeared on his face, "who the hell do you think you are for ignoring my command", he roared as he walked up to me with a whip in his hands. My heart started to race fast the more he appeared closer, because not only was his voice filled with threats, but his face was dreadful with the long scar that passed along the two ends of his face. I tried to say something but my mouth wouldn't cooperate, I wasn't a rogue, and my parents were trendy in the pack because we were natural hunters, but then I couldn't blame him for not knowing who I was because they always hid me like I wasn't a child.

He twirled the thick whip in his hands, and I tightly closed my eyes as the whip was about to land on my skin, but then after a few seconds, nothing happened, and I didn't feel any pain. I opened my eyes to see a hand holding the whip. I raised my head to look at the tall figure holding the whip, but I couldn't see his face because it was covered with a hoodie and a bandana around his nose.

"Who the hell do you think you are?"

The Master was getting annoyed as his eyes immediately changed their color; one could tell he was down for a fight. Without saying any words, the boy who saved me released his hands from the whip and walked back to where he was lined up. I looked at the Master's face and was astonished because, after the boy released his hands from his whip, he became heavenly scared, and it was straightforward to sniff out his fear. Who could he be?

Everyone soon rode the long coaster bus that would take us to school. I found the only empty seat in the front of the bus, so I sat there. I tried to scan the whole bus for the boy and maybe show my gratitude to him, but he was at the other end of the bus. There was no way I would be able to walk past all of these rogues to the back of the bus, and I was too shy for that. I hadn't realized I was staring at him until his face caught mine, and I adjusted myself in embarrassment. Something about his eyes was weird and strange, but I decided to shove the thoughts away. I would probably thank him after the long ride back to school ends. After what seemed like forever, we finally arrived at school with two heavily loaded wolf guards waiting outside the bus and examining every rogue before they came down from the bus. "Lenora?" A guard's voice called, and I immediately recognized him. He was close to our family when I was younger, but he never showed up at our house for some reason.

"Gerald!" I greeted him with a weak smile. Knowing I wasn't a complete ghost might have made me happy.

"What the hell are you doing with the rogues? They could turn out dangerous!" He scolded me, and I broadened my smile to reassure him that I was okay.

"Okay," he finally said after examining my facial expression like he was trying to dig out the truth. He must probably have realized that my self-centered parents had done something. I tried to look around for the boy that saved me earlier, but I couldn't find him anymore; he must have been examined by the other guard and probably left. It's a huge school, and it'll be tough to see him. I guess I'll have to forget about him. I entered the school's building and inhaled deeply, hoping that today would not be harsh to me. I have history, and I always have an account with Ariel. I owe her an apology and hope she accepts. I opened the classroom door, and the teacher's face fell on me with a scornful look before she continued her class, totally ignoring my greetings. "Over here!" Ariel gestured at an empty seat for me with a smile on her face. At least if everyone hated me, my best friend still loved me. I knew she wouldn't stay mad at me for that long, but I was thrilled she forgave me and was cool with me.

"I'm sorry, Ariel!" I mouthed an apology as I sat beside her on the empty chair. She gave me a light squeeze on my hand with a smile.

"It's fine," she responded. As I was about to take out my notebook from my bag, the alarm went off, and we could hear the footsteps of hundreds of students trooping all around the hall.

"Everyone out!" The teacher yelled.

Ariel and I looked at our faces with awe before running out of the classroom, but the main doors were locked. Even the most muscular wolf couldn't break it open. I spotted Asher running towards the panicked students as he tried to break the door open with his strength. He couldn't break it open, and I could smell blood coming from his body. He was bleeding. I knew I wasn't supposed to care about him, but I hated to see him in pain even after what he did to me.

"Don't stress!" A calm yet powerful voice echoed across the hall, immediately silencing the panicking students, and everyone was trying to find where the voice came from. My eyes widened in awe as I spotted the same guy who had saved me standing elegantly behind us. In his hand was a bloody arm that was immediately recognized. It belonged to the Alpha. The students all gasped in horror at the sight before them.

"You bastard!" Asher roared across the hall. He ran towards the boy in an attempt to pounce on him, but the boy immediately dodged his attack and twisted Asher's arm. We could all hear his bones cracking, and suddenly I could smell the fear in everyone.

"I am Alaric, the son of Adolph, your new Alpha," his thick voice effortlessly said. He removed the hood from his head, revealing the long wavy hair on his shoulders. He pulled the bandana tied across his nose, telling how perfectly built his face was, but he looked different.

"Adolph, my father is the Alpha of the most powerful pack, the Crescent pack, but we chose to expand our territory, and now I'm the official ruler of the Serene pack", he tossed his arm on the floor. It was easy to tell he wasn't just an ordinary wolf, but he looked more like a god with his smooth and perfect face, unlike a typical wolf's rough face filled with scars. He looked young but spoke and behaved like a full-grown wolf.

"No, you're not!" Asher tried to fight back with his broken arm, but Alaric brought him back to the ground with a kick. I couldn't bear the small amount of pain Asher was feeling that I didn't realize when tears started to flow freely down my eyes. I still loved him and couldn't bear him in pain. My face met Tala's face, and there wasn't a tiny feeling of pity on her face. Instead, she was busy gawking at the new boy.

"Courtney!" Alaric called, and all the students gasped again; no one had dared to contact the school's mistress by her name, not even Asher himself.

"Yes, master," she kneeled before him with her head bowed, leaving the whole school in awe. My thoughts were right because I doubted he was just a mere Alpha heir. He appeared stronger.

"Next time, try not to raise the alarm, else you won't like it; you could have made these kids end up dead if I hadn't sealed the door."

"Take care of your kids, make them behave well, and teach them respect!" he ordered, and she immediately responded with a "yes, master!". His face fell on Asher, who was groaning in pain on the floor. He was about to give him another kick, but I couldn't bear it any longer. My wolf, Lora, couldn't take it anymore. It was profoundly breaking our hearts. "Just stop it!" I yelled at Alaric as I ran to where Asher was lying in pain. I never imagined making my voice heard in a place filled with many people like this, not to mention being in the presence of death himself. The whole school stared at me as I kneeled on the ground beside Asher and covered him with my body in an attempt to help him. He was the son of an Alpha and was supposed to heal immediately, but I doubt he would recover on time with the throne being taken away from him. I bit open my wrists and tried to feed him my blood since I came from a renowned and unique family, but instead, he shoved me off of him, making me hit my head hard on the floor. I couldn't hold back the tears in my eyes as I winced in pain on the floor with tears flowing freely; neither could I tell if they were from the impact of the fall or from the fact that he wouldn't even let me help him. I looked up to see Alaric staring at me with a confusing emotion on his face. He immediately walked away from the hall with his fists clenched, and I realized he left with anger boiling in him, but why should he be angry? I had expected him to hit me or probably give me a punishment for raising my voice at him, but he just left.

"To your classes!" The mistress ordered with a shaky voice as she embarrassedly stood up. Everyone hurriedly left for their various classes before she transferred her aggression to them. I spotted Ariel standing alone in the middle of the hall with pain in her eyes, and I was sure she didn't care about her brother but that the so-called rogues had brutally killed her father. She was the main reason the Alpha allowed rogues to stay in the kingdom despite their ominous threats. Her mate was one of the rogues that landed in our territory, and because of their relationship, the Alpha let rogues come into our environment in an attempt to let other wolves find their mates. He did it for her, but he's also dead because of her. Her eyes were heavy and filled with tears, but she was trying to control them. I have never seen her cry because she happens to be a powerful wolf, and it broke me to see her hurt. Her tears were going to fall, but she ran away from where I was. Asher had started to heal himself even though it was a slow process, but he was now on his feet as he angrily leaped away from me without glancing at my face or saying a word to me. I decided to take whatever was happening to me as fate; perhaps I was never meant to find a proper mate who would love me equally. My wrist had healed back, and I wiped away the blood stains on it as I ran to look for Ariel. I knew where she would have run to, the spot she likes to go whenever she wants to be alone, to clear her mind off some things. The last time I saw her this sad was when Luna passed away, and I felt like a bad friend.