There are mates, and then there are mates ;) by JH (i am malala young readers edition .txt) 📕

Chapter one. - YEP THAT’S MY LIFE ---

I never realised how much my life would change once I met him. I always knew that I was in an arranged marriage, it was how I was brought up with stories of my handsome prince who’s father had saved mine. When I was little I liked the idea of being a princess, having a loving mate who would accept me even with my bizarre powers. Even for a werewolf I was glad that my mate existed and was already ready for me when the time came appose to me going and searching, I always thought it was ideal.
As I grew up I began to despise the idea, who wanted to go off and get married at 18 I wanted to go touring with my band ‘a howl in the night’ I wanted to hang out with my best friends Freddie and George and eventually I wanted to become a art and music teacher. As I’ve already mentioned we are werewolves a concept you’re probably familiar with from all the recent movie releases. Well we’re a little different, it is something passed down through the generations, some of us have special powers and we can turn whenever we want. Its not just ruled by alphas and their females there are occasional cases where someone is born omega, they’re naturally rebellious and don’t take kindly to others authority where people naturally swarm to them for a kind soothing presence they have been known to have a mischievous side.
Yeah well I’m an omega, my father is the alpha of our small pack of twenty and I was a pain in the butt to bring up, an alpha who was used to being listened to having someone who was completely oblivious to orders as an infant. Freddie and George are really cool, they’re the sons of my fathers beta and are non identical twins. They have some pretty cool powers but they function best when together, apart they’re as useful as any other wolf. We’ve been friends since kindergarten when they got into a fight. A big kid decided it was funny to pick on them for having different eyes, they were so close to snapping and letting there wolves free so I stepped in. I could already control my change as omega and my powers helped a bit. I sent a sharp commanding look in their direction which stopped there change and then I walked towards the bully who was still laughing at them and punched him square in the jaw. I embraced the brothers and told them who I was and who my daddy was, we’ve been friends ever since. They play drums and base in my band. As an omega I get on better with guys then girls and as a werewolf I have a smoking body which helps in some situations and less so in others.
I’ve got another 3 months left of high school and then my fiancé will come and collect me and will take me off to teach me how to act like a ‘proper young lady’ and a princess. Yuck.


I’ve decided to make the most of the next few months I’m both smart and telepathic so I don’t need to bother studying for exams so this is all about fun for me.
Today will be one of the best days ever, me and the guys are ditching school and going to the beach a lot of werewolves don’t like water but we do. We’re going to take the 3 hour drive down there with our surfboards and then sit on the beach with coco and marshmellows. I LOVE MARSHMELLOWS!
“Freddie give over I want to drive!!” I wail at Freddie as both him and George push me out from the front of the car and put me in the back.
“Tara you don’t have your license yet and we don’t want to get pulled over so stop being such a baby and just sit still until we get there!” I hate it when they do that twin thing, y’know the whole we can say exactly the same thing at the same time nonsense. The truly irritating thing is knowing I’m stronger then them, knowing that all I had to do was ask and they’d submit to me as their omega but then what would be the point of having friends?
“Oh and Damien is coming” They muttered hoping that I wouldn’t hear them but hello I’m a werewolf. I haven’t mentioned Damien yet have I? well he’s a jerk, in fact he’s my least favourite person. The guys half wolf half shifter and is pretty much the biggest show off ever, plus he’s the biggest player in our school…and the guys cousin.
“What!” I snapped, “He is not coming with us! You know how I feel about that douche, this is supposed to be our day! Why should I let him tag along?”
“He just broke up with his girlfriend Tara and was looking pretty glum so we invited him, please Tara don’t make us reject him” and then they hit me with the puppy dog eyes, and I mean puppy dog eyes. A part of me hurt at the idea of any rejection, that was the omega part that linked me to the emotional cortex of any member of species but the other part remembered the time when Damien stole my bra and then continued to ridicule my ‘abnormally large breasts.’
Growling I agreed to let Damien stay so long as he didn’t hit on anyone whilst at the beach.
Oh and there he is, just sauntering down towards my mustang, which I was not allowed to drive, looking totally heart broken in those denim shorts and flip flops.
“Hey dudes, when we gonna get this show on the road and get down to the beach and babe fest.” yes, this is the ignoramus I will be spending the next 3 hour drive with. Oh joy.
“Hey Damien, how are you? I’m fine thanks for asking?”
“Hey Tara, don’t worry your pretty little self I wasn’t ignoring you. I’m alright omgea but I gotta say a part of me is hurting still but you could help that…” he looked at me biting that lower lip of his and staring at me lust filled in his eyes.
I don’t know what possessed me to read those sick thoughts of his. oh my god she looks so fucking fine in her bikini, skins so soft and those eyes I’d do anything to have those eyes look down on me whilst she rides my…”
Okay so the guy is pretty sick, I don’t know where he got the idea that I was another one of his play things. What exactly does he think an omega does? Throw herself and any guy? I know I went through a phase but that was when my new powers were coming in and I couldn’t control that.
“I know Damien, and as omgea I feel a pull towards you, a need to please you to make you feel bliss.” I murmur into ear as I sling my leg across his lap. I breath across his neck and allow him to inhale my scent, I begin to ride his crotch as I trace one hand down his abs towards his button on his shorts. My other hand is tangling in his hair and I crush my lips in to his, which he devours hungrily. I have to admit I was enjoying this, yeah I was being a bitch playing with him but who the hell does he think he is? Apart from an amazing kisser.
He began to thrust with his hips upwards trying to increase both his and my pleasure before I travelled my lips towards his jugular and placed a very small kiss upon it. He groaned my name and I felt him release himself before I untangled myself from his grasp.
“Glad I could make you feel better…you may want to change your shorts.” I spoke in utter distaste and but could feel him whine at the edge of my consciousness.

The guys were laughing hopelessly at their cousin and he sat there staring in the other direction, his shorts sodden with signs of his affection. I felt guilty almost.

We continued the journey with me joking about with the guys and Damien sitting there all miserable.
“All right I can’t stand all the negativity coming from you! You know that whatever you guys are feeling I feel and Damien you’re the biggest broadcaster of them all so quit moping.” I snapped at them I know, but its difficult not having to deal with only your messed up thoughts and emotions but theirs too.
“What’s a broadcaster?” Damien asked, the first thing he’s said since the incident.
“Y’know that guy on the radio who always tries to talk over the presenter? They’re super loud and always feel there opinion should be heard first?”
“Yeah…”
“Well that’s a broadcaster, you just happen to be a hell of a lot louder then the others and I can’t help but tune into your station sometimes, and dude you need to keep a check on those thoughts of yours.”
“What, so you just go snooping in my mind!! That’s private Tara!”
“Not for me its not, and it wouldn’t matter anyway because you always speak your mind! Literally its boring having to hear everything twice!”
“Well I didn’t give you permission to snoop, I don’t say everything your highness, if I said everything I’d tell you that you haven’t a clue about how to run a small pack! That I hate the idea of you going away and marrying one of the most power guys in the super world and that the power you gain by association will friggin ruin you!”
I wasn’t even given a chance to say anything when Damien shifted into an eagle and flew off. I had never seen Damien shift into anything else but a wolf, he tends not to on the reserve. I had to say the eagle was magnificent, its beak and talons were as beautiful as any wolves pelt, its feathers held a stealy edge which made them gleam in the sunlight but it was all too soon before he was out of sight.

Chapter 2-----A REALITY CHECK------

“You guys know I didn’t want any of this right?” I looked at up at my two best friends, at some point we must have stopped the car and pulled over, my lips were dry and I could feel my eyes had been leaking…as my father says those born from alpha blood don’t cry.
“We know Tara, you’d be great anyway we wouldn’t want anyone else in our minds.”
“Yeah Tara, everyone loves you and it’s not for your powers and its not for your hot body.”
Wait a minute that was weird, that was two voices! Did Freddie and George just take turns to speak! Freeeeaaaakkkyy…
“Errr thanks guys…but nobody likes my powers they’re too different from other wolves, if it wasn’t for my dad they’d have made me rouge.”
“Yeah well we’d fight for you, we want you to stay. Even if they did kick you out you wouldn’t be rouge cos we’d come with you and make our own pack.” They smiled at me, talking back in unison- the familiarly was comforting. “And sides Tara you know you’re not the only different one in the pack.”
“yeah I know, we’re all different some have powers some don’t. Some have white fur, others brown. Some