Addicted to their Love

Chapter 2 Yeni

(6 years later)

Yeni P.o.v.

" Dangerously" by Charlie Puth was playing on the speaker at high volume and I was dancing like a madwoman while getting ready for school after a long summer break.

I can't believe this is my last year of school, my senior year. I am so f*****g excited. I think I might be the only one in the pack who loves to go to school...not for studying though.

" Baby, I love you, I love you....dangerously...mmm..mmm"

Okay, not only dancing but shouting the lyrics too. I know my voice sounds like a goat but I can never stop myself from singing this song. It weirdly relates to me and Mr. Clarke or should I say just me, because he doesn't even have any idea about my obsession.

He is like an addiction for me, a drug for my wolf...and I am his stalker.

I gave one last glance to me in the mirror, a short white skirt hanging just above my knees, hiding those ugly scars on my thigh, knee-length white socks, hiding another scar on my left leg, a baby pink loose sweater wrapped around my body, safely hiding my embarrassing D-cup boobs, I would f*****g die for a perfect slim body... My long platinum blonde hair is falling over my shoulder and my bright blue eyes are gleaming like a star. In short, I am looking like an alien.

If only, I look like a normal high school girl...

Everyone finds my white hair abnormal and I know my classmates call me a weird old lady behind my back... but f**k them I don't care what they think, or at least I try to.

But Mr. Clarke called me a little kitten when I make two ponytails and he once told me that my hair is beautiful...however, I was only eleven at that time and he was just comforting a student who was crying and sobbing because some student called her an old lady still his words and his comforting touch made me and my wolf so calm...I smiled at that memory and picked up two pink rubber bands, I don't like pink, no, I hate pink, but Mr. Clarke loves pink, so...

I make two small pigtails and leave the rest of my hair falling over my shoulders. I know I should have made a different hairstyle now, I am seventeen for god sake, and still dressing like a little girl.

Maybe that's why Mr. Clarke never saw me that way. But again I like these clothes and hairstyle, perhaps because I secretly wish he will compliment me again, call me little kitten, just like he did six years ago.

Fuck, I am missing him so much, I didn't see him for weeks...

You just saw him yesterday...

My wolf muttered making me groan. I barely saw him, I just peeked inside his window, couldn't even see him clearly, too afraid he will catch me wandering near his apartment.

" Can you just please stop singing in your irritating voice? You are scaring my wolf"

I heard the annoying whine of my little brother as he shouted before entering my room. Little brat... he didn't even knock.

My eyes found his angry little eyes glaring at me in the mirror, I bit my lips to stop my smirk, " No, I will sing as much as I want. you can close your ears. anyway, other pack members love my singing..." I teased making him roll his eyes at me.

" They didn't love it, they just act to impress you, so that they can impress our father too,"

I know pack members often praise me to make me happy, so they can impress my father. Because making me happy means making my father happy and everyone wants to get on the good side of big bad Alpha... Ahh just kidding my father is big and Alpha but not bad. He is like a big teddy bear until you piss him off... He will literally turn into a beast when he gets angry.

He is still glaring at me from the mirror, I huffed and turn around, my eyes looked down at my annoying brother, and he gritted his teeth. Brat. " Listen you little s**t, I am in a happy mood so don't irritate me and go play with your dolls"

I mocked while ruffling his hair playfully. I know how much he hates when I treat him like a kid. He is just thirteen years old and everyone treats him like an adult and already an Alpha. They have to understand that he needs to live his childhood but who will listen to a seventeen-year-old half-crazy wolf, yes I am talking about myself.

Everyone thinks that I am a little crazy, psycho perhaps. Why? Because I always get into fights, kick random rogue asses who tried to cross my father. I acted like, Ummm what they say; unwomanly. Pack members can never say that freely, but I knew how they feel, just like my human classmates and teachers felt. That my place is in some rehab or a psychotic ward.

It wasn't always like that, everyone in the school started thinking like this two years ago when I showed up at the prom dance wearing nothing but a curtain wrapped around my body.

They don't know I accidentally turned into a werewolf in middle of the dark hallway, and the next thing I knew, I was in the hall, thankfully in my human-nacked form, in front of the entire school, don't even know who wrapped that curtain over my body. I was too shocked and scared to notice anything. I was fifteen and it was my first shift, which was apparently supposed to happen when I turn sixteen.

Nothing in me is normal. I am starting to believe that maybe I am crazy. Because I am sure of one thing, no normal girl will stalk her teacher, but I do.

I don't know why I do that, or why I want to make him happy, or why I wanted to look beautiful for him or show him my good non-psycho side. I don't know why, but I just do. Maybe because I shouldn't have to pretend in front of him, that I am strong and dangerous. He knows my true self and with him, I don't need to wear my fake strong b***h mask.

Perhaps because I have a crush on him, or maybe I am in love with him? I don't know, I don't want to know. He is a human for god's sake, humans are ew. And he is almost ten years older than me, it's sick. More importantly, I have an asshole of a mate with whom I have to spend my whole life!

Why am I like this? Why I can't be normal like other she-wolves in the pack?

"Yeni, You are pulling my hair... it hurts..."

My little brother cries, making me snap back to reality and then only I noticed that I am yanking his hair so tightly...oops!

I softly caressed his cheek, "Sorry little JJ, I zoned out..." I replied and remove my hand from his curly brown hair.

" You are crazy... and don't call me little, you called me that twice... I am a big boy now..."

He replied while pouting. His golden-brown eyes are glaring at me. I chuckled at his reaction. He always tried to frighten me by glaring at me, but he didn't know how adorable he looked doing this.

I shook my head and turned around, meeting my blue eyes in the mirror, " So you agree that you are sh*t? because I called you little sh*t earlier" I teased while applying mascara and lip gloss.

" You are mean...I hate you" He replied and was about to leave the room when I catch him and pick him up. I sit on the bed and settle him on my lap.

" But big sister loves her Little JJ...For me, you are always a little wolf..." I replied and kissed his chubby cheeks.

" I am future Alpha...I have to become a big boy to...to protect everyone", he replied stuttering while tilting his head and kissing my cheeks.

I cupped his small face, watching his golden brown eyes, so different from mine. Our eyes used to be similar before...before all of that happen. I shook that thought away and focused on my brother instead, shouldn't think about those gloomy memories now.

" yes, but you don't have to think about it now...Live your life and enjoy your childhood, don't worry about pack members now..."

I hate all this pack drama... They all are old enough to take care of themselves, but still, they need an alpha to protect them. You can call me selfish and heartless but I don't give a s**t about pack members, even if they act as my family. But they are not.

I just care about three people, My father, my little brother, and My music teacher Xavier Clarke...My wolf growls from inside, Okay wolf- b***h, four people, My wolf cares about Greyson my mate too. However, I and my wolf agreed that if Greyson ever hurt Mr. Clarke then we will slit our mate's throat right there.

JJ blinked his adorable eyes at me, smiling a little, " You speak like mom...she also used to say this" He replied and take a deep sigh thinking about our mother.

" I still can't believe, you remember her "

I replied while putting him down. I take my school bag and left the room abruptly. Little JJ followed me and hold my hand.

I'm going downstairs to the main hall to eat breakfast. Every pack member eats breakfast and dinner together in the packhouse. Our house is so big like an ancient castle. The whole house is made of wood and decorated with antique pieces and furniture.

" My memory is better than you..."

I tilt my head to see his face, he is smirking at me. I ruffle his hair and poke my tongue at him.

" yes, I agree with that one...now go play with your doll.."

" They are not dolls... they are superheroes"

"Whatever... they looked like dolls" I replied and smirked, I know he doesn't like when I refer to his superhero toys as dolls...He pouted at me but ran towards his room anyway.

As I climbed down the wooden stairs, watching the paintings of former Alpha and Luna of our pack...and then my mom, her brown eyes staring back at me. The same gentleness on her face as little JJ always told me about.

Seriously, I can never understand how he remembered our mother when I don't remember clearly about her. I was ten when she died and Jack, I mean JJ was just six. I don't remember much about my childhood but JJ remembers everything.

Perhaps it's just me, who sucks at good memories...I thought as I entered the dining room and sat at my usual place.

" How's your studying going, princess? ", Daddy asked while eating pancakes.

"Good"

I replied and smiled at him, trying not to stare at his wrinkles and dark circles. It makes me sad. He is working so hard and so worried about pack safety because Rogues are attacking us and the pack is getting weaker. And I can do nothing to help him.

I sighed and focused on my food instead. I'm sitting beside him at the dining table with other pack members. The table is big enough for more than fifty people but today there are only ten or twenty wolves present with their mates.

The packhouse is so ancient, the cranky wooden floor, walls, and chandeliers are evidence of its antiquity. Probably hundreds of years ago our ancestors came here, they are from a royal bloodline so they became the new king after winning the war. I don't know much about our history just some important facts, because every time I slept in our werewolf history class.

Every wolf kid learned to control his power and about our history so we can know ourselves better and don't hurt humans when we go outside.

Humans didn't know about our existence, we successfully hide and merge between them. No human can know about us so obviously, Mr. Clarke didn't know that I am a werewolf... I wish I can show him my wolf, perhaps he will like her.

Or get afraid of me and send us to the zoo...

My wolf scolds me from inside. She is so afraid that Mr. Clarke will not like her but I think he will accept us. Perhaps, not the way we want... Ugh, why didn't he see me that way?

" Alpha, Ethan is waiting for you in your office, He told me he wants to tell you something important." Raphel, my father's beta comes and informs him making me grit my teeth.

That Bastard Ethan...he is the beta of the white shadow pack's Alpha, which means he is my mate's Beta.

Greyson's father was murdered by some rogue after that Greyson became Alpha. I don't know much about it but rumors are that he killed his father because they didn't see any rogue there and Greyson never liked his father.

He was missing for almost seven years and then suddenly came back the day his father died, even I found that suspicious. People say he behaved like a caveman. I don't know if that is true or just rumors... honestly, I don't care. I don't even go to the funeral.

yeah, because you were afraid that you will feel the mating bond and can't resist it...

Stop it, you wolf bitch...Don't make me angry by talking about our filthy mate. He just sees us as an object to claim.

Daddy nudged my shoulder making me look up at him, his warm brown eyes looking at me with concern, " Yeni, is going to school important today? don't you want to meet Ethan and ask him about Grey?", he asked and I shrugged.

" No, today is an important test." I lied

" so sad... by the way, why don't you call or text him? We know you missed him so much that every night you play those sad songs on piano for him..."

Tyler, one of the pack members asked me and all I can do is clenched my knuckles tightly. They all think that I play piano for Greyson. if only they know for whom I play...

I just drink the juice in one go, trying to swallow the anger bubbling in my throat. That's the mere name of my mate did to me. I hate him, I hate him so much.

A groan eluted from my lips when Tyler and his friends didn't stop their teasing about my love life.

Taking a deep sigh, I looked at his taunting amber eyes, " Do you want a broken nose or swallow eyes Tyler, because I love to use you as my punching bag..." I threatened.

I always fight back now, just like he told me to.

" Okay, okay, don't tease my princess,", Daddy interrupted, patting my head lovingly, and stand up from his seat. He gave me another concerned glance, " Are you sure, you don't want to know about Greyson? ", Daddy asked again while watching me.

I smiled and shook my head. He is the coolest father when it comes to the relationship department. He always encourages me to talk to Greyson. I don't know what kind of black magic Greyson does to my father... he treats Greyson as his son and it irritates me.

I stood up and picked up my bag hurriedly, "No, I am getting late now," I replied and left the hall after giving him a quick peck on the cheeks.

The cold wind ruffled my silver hair as I came out and stood near my car. My eyes looked up at the sky, out of habit, grey clouds were all over the sky, hiding the soothing warm sunlight.

I love rain...but sometimes I crave the warmth. Sun rarely shines here, it always rains with thunder and lightning. Trees are so dense that one can barely see the houses and roads. I love this place, love how I can just hide inside these dark forests to never come out. But sadly, every time I have to come out, for my father, for little JJ...I can never leave them, just like I can never leave Xavier Clarke, my music teacher.

I sighed and looked at my watch, an old silver strap clasped tightly around my wrist; my mom's watch. I shook her thought away, don't know why I am thinking about her today.

You think about her all the time.

Wolf b***h said inside my mind as she rolled her eyes at me. b***h. I pushed her deep inside my mind, just like my mom's thoughts, and focused on the dial of my watch instead, it was almost seven thirty, we are getting late for school. But obviously, I can't go yet.

One day I'll kill Samuel, he always makes me late. He is also a werewolf and my best friend too. We go to school together in my car.

Some rushed footsteps echoed in the silent foggy road, making me look in front of me. Taking a deep sigh, I open the car and sit in the passenger seat, watching him run towards me.

Samuel has amber eyes and beautiful chocolate tan skin, his black hair is pushed behind and a small bun is made, a green t-shirt under a black hoody jacket tightly clenched to his perfectly muscular body.

He is talking to someone on a mobile, probably to Tyler, his mate. Yes, That stupid Tyler to whom I threatened minutes ago.

Although they didn't tell anyone that they are mates because Samuel's parents are Catholic and his father is a pastor. So, one can guess why he prefers to hide that he is gay. His father will probably get a heart attack when he will know about this. I don't know why people are so ill-minded...

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" Are you done with your daydreaming miss icy queen?"

I hear Samuel's voice, way too close to me, and abruptly turn around, he is beside me in the driver seat, smirking at me. f**k, when the hell did he come inside?

" When did you come? "

Samuel raised his brow at me, " I am sitting here for almost five minutes and watching you daydreaming. what are you thinking about?"

Seriously? I zoned out...again.

I just shrugged, don't want him to worry about me. "Ahh, nothing just random stuff..where is Tyler? we are getting late." I asked, changing the topic while applying some more strawberry lipgloss. Maybe Mr. Clarke will notice me then.

"Here he is..." Samuel said and then Tyler open the door and sit in the back seat. Before Samuel can start the car Tyler whined like a f*****g baby, making me groan. " You are sitting in my seat," He said while pouting and I roll my eyes at his stupid behavior.

We are getting late. I want to see Mr. Clarke. They just don't understand, do they? Even I don't understand my obsession sometimes. My heart started beating every morning before school like I had been running a marathon all night.

I looked back at him, tilting my head slightly as Tyler pout more, making me snicker at him ." These tricks will not work on me...You looked like an octopus when you pout like that...".

He looked at Samuel with almost teary eyes, f*****g clingy wolf.

" Samuel, tell her to leave my seat otherwise, I will sit on your lap," Tyler said and started coming in front. I push him behind and glare at him. He pouted more. Stupid.

" This is my car and I will sit wherever I want... I am his best friend since we were kids and this is my seat", I stated and sit straight, satisfied with my argument. I am his best friend, I came first.

" But he is my mate..."

" OKAY...."

I flinched when Samuel growled, glaring at both of us with a stern look, " you two just shut up otherwise I will kick you both out...and run this car all over you two. Believe me, you won't die but wanted to. " Samuel threatened and I pressed my lips together, I saw Tyler shiver, but he also didn't fight back. Good. We both lost.

Samuel finally started the car. I watched as we drive on the narrow road, long trees covering both sides of the road. Fog wrapped around the trees, making the forest look more mysterious and scary. Sometimes I want to be lost inside this darkness.

Sometimes I missed those heartbeats.

" ice-bitch..." Tyler murmured, frowning at me. His voice was quiet and if I were a human, I wouldn't have heard it. But I am not.

I glared at him from the rearview mirror, tugging my hair in one hand, " stop calling me that.. just because I have blonde hair doesn't mean I am Narnia's ice queen." I sneered and he just smirked like the shameless wolf he is.

Seriously, why couldn't my best friend get a decent mate instead of this bully? Tyler and his friends used to bully us for as long as I knew him.

Shaking my head I just looked away and focused on the beautiful weather instead.

" By the way, my hairs are not even blonde they are different..." I mutter quietly, staring at those grey clouds, just like my hair.

"Whatever, you already know why we called you that..." Tyler mumbled, smirking devilishly at me.

" It was a misunderstanding"

"No, it wasn't, you...."

Tyler was saying something but Samuel groaned, pressing the horn several times even when the road is empty. Oh, he just wanted to make our mouths shut. Got it.

I heard Samuel sigh deeply, " Tyler babe, Alpha ordered us to never talk about that day... if anyone hears you say it then you will be in big trouble "

I smiled, thank god Samuel stopped him from saying anything about that day... I will probably punch Tyler's ugly face and kick his balls and make them blue...he will be useless after that. Perhaps then Samuel will finally reject him?

" Okay, baby..." Tyler replied while pouting, making me cringe.

" eww... you guys just stop it..."

I exclaimed getting disgusted. Why did they forget that a single sexually frustrated wolf is with them?

" ahh, did our ice princess is getting jealous because she is not with her mate? ", Tyler said teasingly...this bastard, he doesn't even know that it's not my mate that I craved.

"stop teasing her... did you guys will ever behave like civilized wolves around each other, and be friends? " Samuel asked, looking between us with hope in his eyes. "No..." Tyler and I replied together.

At least we agree on one thing.

Samuel didn't said anything for a long time after that. He slow down the car, " We are here, now get out. both of you.", he ordered, parking the car in front of our school. He looked pissed maybe because he is tired of our fights... he wants to make me and Tyler friends, but it is impossible.

I took a deep sigh and started walking towards the school, just wish the third period come fast and I can see Mr. Clarke.

He is the only reason that I come to school daily. He is the only reason I come out of my packhouse...he is the reason for everything I do.