The Alpha Chose Me by Missy Elliottxo

10 days, 10 days had past and I hadn't spoke to him.

I knew he was watching, I knew he was there. I was becoming agitated, the full moon was close and that bloody moon goddess wasn't letting me forget.

I hadn't been to school this past week. I was vomiting, having dizzy spells and let's not forget the fever dreams.

My body was aching with need. My emotions on high alert. One minute I was crying the next I was acting like a crazy person. I was feeling the effects sooner than I thought. I was loosing my will power with every day that passed. He was respecting my boundaries, doing what I asked but in his own way.

He knew I was close to giving in.

I was fighting as hard as I could.

I hadn't heard anything back from Yale and I had yet to face Mr Gallagher after that dreaded night. I had took it upon myself and against the doctors orders to drive.

You would have loved to have seen my grans face when I told her. My hand was healing fine, and my car was automatic so it wasn't that hard.

I had been up since 6. I couldn't stop the fevers, every piece of night clothing I had ruined with sweat.

"What if something happens?". My gran asked.

"I'll be fine I promise".

"I don't want you driving until your hand is properly healed".

"Then how am I meant to get to school?".

"You call Jake".

when I told her but still thought I should give him the

get out of it' her words ringing in

your meds". I

a football, Jack was there but I

wasn't wearing a

I couldn't stop staring.

forming between

my bottom lip. Sweet baby Jesus. How the hell was I going to get

Our eyes locked.

but I wasn't giving up. No matter how much I

Jack taking a step in my direction. Some paragraphs are incomplete if you are not reading this novel on .net. Visit .net to read the complete chapters for free. I shook my head. I still wasn't ready to deal with what he did. I didn't want to know the reason or excuse he was going to give

wasn't ready

to forgive him just yet. Maybe I never will. The smirk fell from his face, I had to get out

hard enough, seeing him made it worse. I wish I could explain the feeling, the natural pull for me to go to

Not seeing him was helping but it didn't

...

the way to school. Driving wasn't as difficult as I thought

earlier to see if she was coming in today. I felt bad for not texting her back over the last week. I didn't want to talk to anyone. More of less I didn't want to hear

of them. They weren't to blame of course they weren't but I still

of my coffee I smiled when I saw her car. She pulled in next to me cutting

some

asking for you. Please go and

don't know if I can. I feel

My mom is on your