Perfectly Mated

Chapter Five

I plopped into a seat near the back of the classroom where detention is being held today.

I am the first here, and it starts in five minutes. I guess most people who get detention aren't too keen on being punctual.

The teacher looks bored out of her mind and casually flips through a magazine.

The door opens and Jace steps into the room. He's wearing a grey sweatshirt and black ripped jeans. His blond hair is windswept and messy. It looks amazing.

I am having serious hair envy.

His eyes land on me and I quickly look away although he obviously caught me staring.

My eyes fixed on the desk in front of mine, I see him sit next to me in the periphery of my vision.

We both stay silent for a second and then I find myself whispering, "hey."

"Hi."

"What did you do to earn detention on your second day here?" I say.

"Oh nothing, just a fight." He says casually, as if it's no biggy.

"Oh." I say, kind of intimidated.

The door to the classroom opens then, and I am relieved not to be alone with Jace any longer. He seems nice enough to me, but a fight on the second day of school? I wasn't going to be friends with someone violent.

Two goths slump into chairs at the back of the room and three more people enter the class and sit near the front.

The teacher doesn't reproach them for being late, in fact she doesn't even look up.

There's still no sign of Finn and I start feeling a little panicked.

These people aren't who I hang out with. These are the rebels and risk takers of the school.

Jace would have been a comfort had he not told me about the fight, making me unsure if I want to be friends with him.

Finally after what feels like an eternity, the door opens and Finn comes in. Looking absolutely irresistible.

There's only thirty minutes left so I don't know why he even bothered to show up.

He sits on my other side and I can't resist a deep breath in of his addictive scent.

"Why is THAT guy sitting next to you?" He says in a protective voice.

"His name is Jace. And he can sit wherever he wants to." I say, annoyed.

He doesn't reply and I can see he's hurt by my words, and I just want to hug him and say sorry, but I resist the urge.

He was late and left me alone with people I don't feel comfortable with.

He seems to pick up on my emotions as only mates can, and looks at me concerned.

"What's wrong? Did something happen? Are you hurt?" He bombards me with questions.

"No. Nothing like that happened. It's just I don't feel comfortable here and I've never been in detention without any of my friends and Jace was.. Nothing." I hastily say as Finn looks ready to tear Jace apart.

"Jace did nothing Finn. It just would have been nice to have you here on time. That's all." I say in a small voice.

My concerns seem petty now and I wish I had kept my mouth shut.

"Hey. I'm sorry I'm late. An issue came up in the pack and my dad wanted me there for experience when I take over the alpha role from him. If I'd known you would feel uncomfortable, I'd have been here for you."

His words are incredibly sweet and I forgive him instantly.

Not that I had anything to be angry about in the first place.

"It's okay." I say softly, looking down.

Before Finn can talk again the bell goes and everyone starts to hurriedly exit the room.

Jace turns to me. "See you later. I'm sorry if I made you nervous when I told you about the fight."

Before I can reply he strides off out the door.

I stand still, contemplating his words. Maybe I should be friends with him. He doesn't seem to have any friends besides me. If we could be called friends.

"I don't like him. He likes you." Finn says staring at the door with a death glare.

"I'm going to be friends with him. So I don't care if you don't like him, at least be civil with him."

"Fine. But know I will be with you all the time you spend with him."

I sigh and grudgingly nod.

We're alone in the class now, even the teacher left. I was going to be late if I didn't hurry.

"I need to go. But I'd like to see you later maybe?" I say, and I am immediately glad I said it, by the look on Finns face.

A slow, sexy smile spreads over his face and he steps closer to me.

"I'd love that. Maybe we can get ice cream?" He whispers, his breath fanning over my face and I suppress the urge to kiss him.

"Okay." I say.

Before I can go, he presses a kiss to my cheek and gives me a knowing look. As if he knew exactly what I want.

I hurry away. Before I can't control myself and kiss him.

***

"How you dooooin' purty thang."

School was done, much to my relief and I was at my locker alone, until Daniel decided to pop up.

"Hey Dan" I say happily. My moods were very up and down since I had met Finn, but I had generally been much happier. I felt like I had a purpose in life. For the first time in my 17 years.

"We never hang out anymore since you've met Finn." Daniel complains with a pout.

"Sorry Daniel, it hasn't been intentional." I say, completely meaning it.

"Mmmm. Well, I'll forgive you this time. ONLY THIS ONCE. Since he's you're mate and everything." He says, happy again.

"How do you know he's my mate? I haven't hold anyone except my family..." I'm confused. I don't think anyone in my family are big gossipers, except maybe my mom... Yeah she's definitely been gossiping.

"Honey, this is a werewolf high school. Of course EVERYONE knows. It's practically old news." He says with a shrug.

"Well, it's news to me. No one's said anything to me." I say slightly hurt.

"Finn's told most people who usually gossip to stay away from you. Everyone's talking about it, but not to you." He sees my look and hurriedly adds,

"Don't worry! It's nothing personal. Just following orders. We all love you, miss future Luna. Don't forget me when you have important meetings and ceremonies and are off galavanting all around the world."

I nod unconvinced.

Why would Finn tell everyone who usually spreads stories to not talk to me?

What would they have said that was anything of importance?

Was Finn hiding something?

Did something happen before I moved here?

I had moved into the pack territory with my family five years ago when I was twelve and Finn was thirteen. The territory is quite large and the school as well, seeing as about a quarter of the students are humans. So we'd never met.

My family are normal people. Besides being werewolves that is. Although now I realize I have alpha blood in my ancestry, somewhere, but my dad is a Beta so it makes sense.

Everyone knows Finn. He's practically a local celebrity. Werewolves respect and admire him and a vast majority of the female population, human and werewolf, lust after him.

Besides his status in the pack, he has a lot going for him. A loving, well off family, he's undoubtably intelligent, great at sport, a born leader, gorgeous, and to top it all off- has an amazing personality.

So I can't help but feel inadequate as his mate. There are so many other girls he could have been mated to, that would have been a better option. To be a Luna of such a big, important pack.

I'm jerked out of my thought by strong arms pulling me to a firm chest. My nose is invaded by my new favourite scent- Finns scent.

"Does Daniel have a mate?" He starts off by saying. Daniel is still standing by me, looking very amused by Finns protectiveness.

"No but you have nothing to worry about. She's like my own sister." Daniel assures Finn.

Finn seems content with his answer and turns his gaze to me.

"Hi" he says softly.

"Hey." I squeak out.

"Ready to go?" Finn inquires.

***

We're driving in his car, and I badly want to ask him about why he told everyone to stay away from talking to me about us being mates. But, Finns car smells exactly like him and I'm finding it difficult to concentrate on my thoughts.

"What's wrong?" He asks gently.

I swear he can see right through me.

Before I can chicken out, I just go for it.

"Why did you tell everyone not to talk to me about us being mates?"

He doesn't seem to expect that and stays silent for a second.

"I don't like people who gossip. And I don't like anyone who hurts you. So if they were to be tactless and hurt you, I would have been very angry."

Instead of replying, I throw out another question. "Are you hiding something from me?"

He seems thrown off guard.

"Why would you think that?"

"I don't know. What would people have to say to me that is anything of importance? Unless something has happened and I don't know about it."

He looks slightly uneasy but quickly masks it.

"I don't want to hurt you. And what happened, I will eventually tell you, but not right now. You've only just started to accept me, accept us. I don't want us to fight. It's not as bad as it sounds. Just trust me on this."

"Fine." I wasn't happy at all. But if he won't tell me. I'll ask someone who will tell me.