The Mate

Chapter 2

Blake POV (AKA Mr. Salvatore)

Another day at Denver East High School, another day with girls staring, giggling, and pointing at me. No one there knows i'm gay, I saw what they did to Justin Klein who came out as gay accidentally and he got bullied so bad he had to move. I can't imagine what they would do to the teacher girls love to stare at. 

I kiss my fiancee wolf goodbye and climb out of the car to get to work. Like clockwork I have all the girls staring at me. The girl group of Sarah, Kayla, Vivian, and Trinity are the ones that point and giggle and whisper what they want to do with me. With my wolf hearing i hear what they say and it really is...just awful. 

I set my stuff up in my classroom and sit down to prepare. I have no class first hour, so that's when i get everything i missed yesterday done. And last night there was an intruder in the pact, i had to spend almost all night chasing it down with Alpha Theodore. 

Today's breakfast menu is a blueberry muffin i stole from Peter since he ate my breakfast burrito yesterday morning. As the morning starts to tick by something hits me. A scent I haven't smelled in a while. It doesn't smell like a normal human does, but it doesn't smell like an average wolf, and the feeling i have in me is flooring me. 

I have an undying need to find and tackle this person. I don't know what this feeling is and it's making me angry. I don't feel this way with Peter. I don't even know this person but I want to protect it. 

Most of the time this comes with our mate, but my wolf hasn't spoken to me about it. We find out who are mates are when both parties are 18, so if my mate is much younger I won't know until he's 18. Alpha Theodore said that sometimes when we're older and have a mate, we can feel it but not as strong but there is no way. Peter is going to be my mate, somehow someway. 

Once my second class comes, I shove down my undying need to meet this boy, and teach my class about The Great Depression. It's a little part of the book they learn, everyone in my classes are going to turn in essays of their life in first person, and there's nothing else for me to teach them. 

Plus they are learning to express themselves with I guess you would call Poetry Language. They are going to look at pictures and write a sentence or two of the elements of poetry. Here soon they have to write a book of poems in different styles. 

During lunch I leave campus and go to the store to get something to eat. And as soon as i get far enough away my wolf wants me to turn back. Something at that school is drawing me in. Well someone. I feel...terribly sad, like I'm running away. 

What the hell is happening to me? f**k it i need to call Alpha. 

"What?" he snaps.

"Alpha, you said we could find our mates before they or we were 18 right?"

"Yes. You do remember that my mate was 18 and i was 15 right? Or did that slip from your head? Why do you want to know?"

I frown. "I don't know. I came to work today and for some reason i have the undying need to find this person, protect them, I even left to get lunch and my wolf was whining."

He sighs. "Seems you are finding your mate."

"That's impossible. I'm with Peter."

"He's not your mate."

"But i love him. He has to be. We've been together since i was 14 how can he not be my mate? He has to be."

He grumbles. "Blake, you can't control who is your mate. You could marry Peter and start a family with him, but you're still going to find your own mate. You're going to want your mate more than you want Peter. And soon Peter is going to find his. It's inevitable. And I'm sure your mate is under 18 so you can't feel the true extent. Once you see him you'll know, and once he sees you he'll feel it but he won't feel it as much as you do."

I groan. "You were right, i should've just kept teaching the kids at the pact mansion."

He laughs. "They're fine, Peter is making me laugh as he tries."

I laugh. "Please don't tell him. I don't know if it is my mate and hopefully Peter marks me before anything happens."

"Alright, but just keep it in your mind. Maybe he's your mate. But i doubt it."

I sigh. "Thanks Theodore."

"Welcome Kid. Oh and i sent Gavin and Jake to Michigan to look for my kid."

"You think he's still in the United States? It's been 15 years since you've seen him, he would be stupid to keep him in the United States. I would be in fucking...Russia or something."

"Well my brother isn't the brightest person. He stole my son from me, he knows what will happen when i find him."

"Well maybe he's a good dad." i try to lighten the mood but it doesn't, he growls loud enough i can hear it perfectly over the phone and everyone in the coffee shop stares at me. 

"Oh you know, just a dog." i smile, putting my phone back to my ear. 

"I don't care. He could be the best damn dad in the entire world, he still stole my son. He stole a part of my Becca. He'll die when i find him." He hangs up and I sigh, looking at my phone. 

Oh f**k! I'm late. I'm massively late. I leave ten bucks and quickly get out, jogging back to the school. My mate is very happy that I'm going back and I growl, shoving it down. 

"We love Peter, we stay with Peter." I continue to say to myself but my wolf is getting more excited the closer i get to the school. 

I quickly walk up stairs, and it's much nicer to go through the halls with no one to stare at me. No girls giggling. I like it. But what i don't like is the closer i get to the classroom, the happier my wolf feels. 

Oh no. 

No, I don't have time to pay attention. I need to get over with lecture, and help with questions they have on the essay. This class has an early turn in date for the essay that is 30 percent of their grade. 

"Alright." I say as i walk in, setting my jacket down and grabbing my clipboard and taking roll call. "Gina Adams."

"Here!"

"Bryan Anderson."

"Sup."

God, i hate that kid. "Juliana Carson?" No one answers. Well that makes sense, I was wondering why that group of girls was very quiet today. The loud one isn't here. "No Juliana." I grab my pen and mark her absent and continue down my small list. "Alex Cannon?"

"Here."

"Britney Denning?"

"Present."

Stupid snobby girl. Just say here like the rest of them, I'm not going to pay attention when you act proper. "Nicole Evans."

"Yep."

I like her, she doesn't talk much. She's very nice to have in my class, she's quite funny. 

"Miles Johnson." What? "Whose Miles Johnson?"

Wait a minute.

My wolf is getting happy, when he finally speaks. 

"Um, me."

i connect eyes with a very handsome guy. Brown hair, sharp jaw, blue eyes, nice looking, i don't even know if he's gay or not. 

No he can't be my mate. 

Shove it down, Blake. 

"You're new?" I ask, and he nods. "Where'd you transfer from?"

"Timberland High?"

What?

"Where is that?"

"Weidman Michigan. Very small town." He says softly that any normal human standing where i was wouldn't hear him. 

"Well I'm Mr. Salvatore. Welcome to Denver East High, Miles." i smile, and continue my roll call my mind racing. 

He's just very cute. And i want to get to know him. But he's my student. There's just no way. He's also underage if he's in sophomore year. 

But I can't help but look at him. 

He's just so beautiful. I just want to know him. 

Stop it Blake you're getting ahead of yourself. He's your student treat him like it. 

The bell rings, bringing me back to reality and i didn't even realize i was talking to my students about their assignments for tonight. 

"Alright everyone, your essay is due tomorrow, make sure you get it down. Miles! Stay after class i need to talk to you."

He seems very displeased of that, and it hurts me. I want him to be happy around me. Wait what am i saying? Quit it Blake!

"Yes, Mr. Salvatore?" He's closer and he smells so good, i have to fight the urge to kiss him.

"Here in a few weeks we are doing a essay about our family history starting from what we can remember. First person, like for example, when i was five my mom took me to a zoo and i pointed at the fish or something; like that. It's however long you want to make it, starting from say five up until now if you want, or ten up until now, i don't care."

This assignment gives me an excuse to learn about him. He won't tell me directly so i won't have the urge to kiss him but i still get to know. 

"But, i need you to prepare a brief summary of what you said in the story for an oral report. You'll read what you summarized to the class so, just have to prepare for that."

He doesn't like that. His face falls when i say that and my wolf whines. 

"Welcome." is all i can manage to say to him, patting his shoulder and the feeling that runs through me floors me to my core, but i play it off with a forced smile. He nods and walks out as quickly as he can. 

Did he feel it too?

No, focus on Peter Blake. 

This kid isn't your mate. 

Is he?