Her secret mate

I picked up my coffee cup and looked over the schoolyard. It was full of wolves from all over the world. Well, this is the prestigious private high school that all leading and strongest families send their children to, at least the ones that can afford it and get the spot. Being part of this academy is a privilege that packs fight over. And I mean literal fights and even pack wars. But I never had this problem. My name was on the list of this school the moment I was born. My father's pack name was both feared and beloved at the same time, the best mixture I think. There is no one in the werewolf world that would dare to refuse him... well, no one except maybe Darcie's father. He is just as powerful as my father, but he is much calmer than my father. The fear and respect the werewolf has for him are much more based on cool control rather than the wild spirit. And Darcy is just like his father, that is why I fell for him the first time I saw him. He is the complete opposite of my father and I find that so attractive. Just thinking about the first time I saw him in the classroom, butterflies filled my stomach. A warm soft hand landed on my shoulder and, without even looking up, I knew that it was Darcies... I could be romantic and say that it was the love and close bond we share, but it is a simple fact that none else would dare to touch me. Not only because I was not officially marked as Darcie's mate, but because my father's name made everyone on the campus shake in fear. And I mean everyone, even my teachers were afraid of him. "Hey babe." Darcy whispered into my hair as he softly kissed the top of my head. "What are you doing here all alone?" I couldn't help but smile at his softness. He was always so gentle with me... maybe even a bit too gentle... but I hope that it will change when we mate. "Just enjoy the peace and quiet before the graduation ceremony." I felt his chest vibrate as he quietly chuckled. "Are you reminiscing about the past few years?" "Yeah, feeling a bit sentimental." He chuckled again and kissed the top of my head. I felt a bit bad for not being completely honest with him, but I did not want to cloud his happy mood. He was so excited about returning home and I just couldn't burst his bubble of happiness with my sad reality. Sure, I was reminiscing about the past few years that had been the happiest for me, because I was with him. Darcy was the social butterfly that everyone loved and if not for him, my last few years would have been completely different. Sure, everyone fears and respects his father, but Darcy has made a name for himself by being the golden boy, the dream boy that every guy in the academy wanted to be and every girl wanted to be with. So it is no surprise that I was not the most popular with the girls and everyone in general. To most, it seemed like Darcy was crazy for choosing me over all the other girls and guys that would have done everything in their power to be in my place. There is also the simple fact that I don't really fit in, not here in school, not at home or not in the werewolf world in general. I am not the typical-looking wolf, I am thicker than most wolves and I did not make any attempt to change that. Which is completely horrendous in the social eye. Unlike most wolves, I gravitated towards being alone, rather than being part of a group, and it is a simple fact that I have the fiery nature of my father with his charms and it makes talking to most a bit difficult. Sure, over the years I became much more... diplomatic, but I still didn't hold back when I felt crossed. This makes me the complete opposite of the picture-perfect Luna everyone expected. I guess that is why Darcy's choice to pursue me was so shocking to everyone and it evoked so much anger that I became the most disliked person on campus. Which was not really a problem for me, but Darcy was always annoyed and angry about it. Not to hurt him and worry him unnecessarily, I hid most of the anger I received partly because I was with him. So right now I was mostly hiding from the angry glares I received in the main hall where the ceremony would be held. Darcy slid onto the bench next to me and pulled me closer so he could whisper into my ears as he laid soft kisses on my neck. "Next week, we will be officially engaged..." The low rumble of his voice just below my ear made little shivers cover my whole body as he laid another soft kiss. "... and then a month later you will be officially mine..." His teeth grazed the spot where his mark would be placed on our mating ceremony. "I thought I was already yours in all the ways that mattered." He chuckled and laid his palm on the top of my thighs just where the skirt of my dress ended and my naked skin began. Slowly his fingers traced the very edge as he was teasing me. "Mhm... I guess you are right... but still making it official, so the whole world would see it sounds quite appealing." Carefully, I placed the cup on the bench as I turned to him. His light blue eyes made my heart skip a beat as I carefully got up and straddled his thigh. Darcie's cheeks went pink as he quickly looked around to see if anyone saw me doing that, but I guess no one was around because he didn't stop me when I leaned in to take his lips in for a kiss. The moment my lips came into contact with his, a small sound of frustration and lust left his mouth. I lifted my palms and wrapped them around Darcy's neck. I could feel his hard length pressing into my panty-clad p***y as I leaned even more into him, deepening the kiss. My tongue peaked out, slowly tracing his lips as I let my nails dig into his neck. I felt him open his mouth and I could deepen my attack, letting my tongue peek inside. It was met by his tongue as I deepened the kiss, letting my tongue be the one taking the lead. But before I could take this further, a loud fake cough forced Darcy to stop and pull me back a bit by my waist. "Mister Darcy, we need you on the stage. The ceremony will begin in two minutes." "Yes, sir, I will be there in a moment." "Please don't be late." I know that he said to Darcy, but Ms. Gethrude's voice told me that she was talking to me. I could feel her eyes shooting daggers into my back. When I say almost everyone here disliked me, I mean almost everyone, even the teachers. And Ms. Gerthrude was probably the leader of hating Valery along with Jenifer Morgans, who had publicly declared her love for Darcy and got shot down just as publicly. She kept talking s**t about me and why she was a way better choice for him than me. But Darcy just ignored her and just plainly said that he was not interested. For a reason only understandable to her, she directed her anger at me. She was sure that I was to blame for Darcy choosing me over and over again, no matter how many times she declared her love. "I need to go." Darcy whispered as we heard footsteps fading away and I leaned in to kiss him one more time as he slowly lifted me off his lap. Frowning that our makeout session was cut short, I climbed off his lap and picked up my coffee. "Don't frown, you knew that we didn't have much time when you started this." I rolled my eyes and waited for him to get up so we could walk to the main hole together.