2 weeks later-
Ava woke up to the sound her IPhone being bombarded with constant beeping. She glanced down at her phone.
Kri- HEY
Kri- LAZY
Kri- GET UP
Kri- YOU WASTE OF SPACE
Kri- WTF GET UP BRO
Kri- IM OUTSIDE YOUR DOOR YOU RETARD
Kri- HURRY UP
Ava groaned and rubbed her eyes. She got dressed.
She peeped at the clock. It was 7:45, and there was barely anytime to get to eat breakfast, so she stuffed a Nutrigrain bar in her mouth and opened the door.
There stood her friend Kri, a short boy with messy long black hair. It ran all the way up to his neck and went in every direction. He was 4' 7" and had deep bag marks etched on his face. He had pale skin and dark freckles splashed on his cheeks and dark, menacing and quite irritated eyes. His eyebrows curved inwards and his look questioned everyone's sanity. He wore a oversized sweater that read " Kill me now" and blue sweatpants. He had a feminine face and body but was probably the grumpiest person alive.
"Hey Kr-"
"Shut up and get in the car." He said waking to his sister's black minivan. Midway, he stopped, " and don't you dare take that the wrong way, you dirty minded waste of space."
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My Alpha mate is a softie.
WerewolfAva Blackwood is the alpha's daughter of the Silvermoon pack. Her birthday is near will she find her mate in the crowd.. Mason Smith is the future King of werewolfs. He's desperately looking for is mate. What happens when a little invite me to enter...
