Maggie swept through the halls as if she owned them. She looked like a younger version of me, I liked to think. She was just a year below us, but still fitted in perfectly with me, Rita and Tina. Her friend, Zara, also fitted nicely into the group. She didn't hang by a thread when it came to her mate, it was bizarre, but there would be occasional outward displays of affection, usually after an argument, or, some huge bout of passion. It kind of makes me sick.
Today was one of those days. Maggie was stood by her locker when he approached, and he pressed her against it and kissed her on the lips. For a long time.
I continued my stroll down the hallways only to find Zara in a very similar position. Her mate was this kid named Five. Didn't know his real name, really. No one did, he was a loner.
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The Mating Game
WerewolfConnie lives in the pack house, filled with inconsiderate teenage boys, and has a very stubborn inner wolf, but Connie is a few days away from becoming the female alpha of the 'moonwalker' pack, and her crush, that she has liked since she was thirt...
