Chapter 2
Remember how I mentioned that I was going to make some changes to myself? Yeah, well I’m not going to make a big handful of changes. I mean why give him the satisfaction of knowing I felt wounded? I mean, yes, there may still be the pained feeling in my chest, but there's no way in hell I’m going to change myself into one of those emo chicks-not that I’m against them- or the slutty barbies. Really, I need someone who loves me for who I am, not for my looks. Well technically, I think I already have the looks. Not to brag, I mean if my brother is so called god-like, then I think I should at least have half of that. Like c’mon, we’re related! It's the fact I choose to hang out with the 'not so cool' crowd that makes me unpopular; but of course I'm still technically popular because of Erik and his 'oh so hot' best friend; that I totally hate.
No you don't, and you never will. My wolf growled at me.
Oh really, want to bet?
You can't hate him. This is the strongest bond a couple could ever have, between him and us. Especially since he’s an alpha.
I refuse. He doesn’t deserve my love.
If he doesn't deserve our love, then to be honest, why did you give yourself a change? Was it not to make him lust after us? Was it not to make him fall for us?
Psh. Fall for us? As if, in a million years he will.
Sweetie, he'll love us sooner than you think. Or *coughs* now *coughs*.
You keep thinking that, bud. I'm set on not hearing from him, but I'm sure you'll kill me inside later when we see him, if I just avoid him.
You bet'cha I would.
Well we'll see who's wins then.
Don't fight against the bond Denise. Us and Austin belong together. We are mates! Should I spell it out for you? M-A-T-E-S. Mates. It stands for soulmates, making us meant for each other since birth.
I don't give.
Yes you d-
Groaning in frustration, I shut my wolf off. I don't understand how people could stand their wolves inside them. Clearly, I can't stand mine. I mean we are total opposites, never making the same decisions. Sometimes I just want to strangle her, but the problem would be in order to strangle her, I’d have to strangle myself, which would be quite stupid. Anyways, we are practically against each other. Or well, now we are… just because she wants to stick to Austin's wolf doesn't mean I want to, I mean, yoohoo! Whose body are we using here? Mine. Who's brain is technically controlling our movements? Mine.
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I run my fingers through my freshly dyed auburn coloured hair. Right now I was heading towards the tattoo shop, ready to get one on my wrist. Not many changes have been intended to be. It was just hair dying and a tattoo. A tattoo that projected my thoughts about love, a Never above a heart. Nervously taking in a deep breath, I pushed the doors of the shop open.
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"Erik! Beverly! You two, we're home!" I heard a voice yell out from behind the door.
"Hey mama, hey dad." Erik said as I opened the door of my room, rubbing my eyes.
They’re back already? I thought they were supposed to be gone for another week. My parents tend to travel a lot; after dad left the beta position for Erik, he was technically free to enjoy life with my mom. Well, at least they got their fairytale ending, unlike me, who is highly unlikely to ever be mated and have kids with my own mate… not that I want to.
"Erik!" my mom chirped, rushing to hug my brother. I stood there waiting for her to notice me. I mean, doesn't she miss her daughter after not seeing her for a month? Or does she not even remember that she has a daughter, but I highly doubt that.
My dad walked up to us, carrying their luggage, then setting them down on the porcelain floor.
"Beverly baby, you changed your looks! Did you not like the way you were born?" My dad asked pulling me into a warm hug, that only daddy’s were able to give their little baby girls. Yes, I know, I’m a daddy’s girl. But hey, that’s a good thing.
"No daddy." I said pulling away from my dad, and headed over to my mother who now held her arms wide open after releasing Erik. I walked over to her and embraced her too.
"My baby girl, your hazel brown hair...gone. Why?" she asked, using a hand to lift my chin up so I was looking directly into her eyes.
"Just wanted a small change after 17 years." I replied smoothing my now auburn coloured hair out.
*Ding-Dong*
"I'll get it," I said leaving them to start talking.
I raised my hand to unlock that stubborn lock on the door, and yanked the door open. I quickly put on a smile ready to greet our late visitor. To my surprise, I came face-to-face to my shocked mate. Just like that, the smile vanished immediately from my face. We stood there until a voice cut the tension between us.
"Bev, who is it?" Erik asked from the living room.
I opened my mouth to answer, but I realized the name of my mate’s did not want to leave my mouth no more.
"Just Austin." I finally managed to squeak out.
"Denise Beverly Thomas, what happened to your manners?!" my mother asked in a scolding voice, walking over to us. "Invite him in!" She said pushing me aside.
"He’s not welcome here." I muttered under my breath stepping aside.
Ignoring my words, she turned away to head back to the living room after pulling Austin into the house. We were alone again.
"Bev, your hair." he whispered, raising a hand to tuck a strand of hair that had fallen over my face, to push it aside.
"Keep those dirty hands off me. And it's Denise or Beverly to you." I said slapping his hand away, ignoring the sparks.
Normally, I get people to call me Denise if I hate them, so mainly that’s why I usually get people to not call me that cause why mix them all in? Well technically… I hate Austin right now…
"Okay then, Denise I'm here to say sorr-" Suddenly, before he could finish his second apology of the day, he snatched my wrist and stared at the small tattoo under it. "What the hell is this?!" He screamed out at me, demanding for answers.
"What the hell does it look like?"
"A Never above a heart." he whispered tracing the tattoo, leaving tingles where he touched.
Stay strong Bev. Ignore this. You’ll be fine without him. There’s no such thing as-
Love Exists! My wolf growled.
Shut it, I growled back.
“It’s so…” I heard Austin say.
"What about it?" I asked, ripping my wrists away from his touch.
His face scrunched up when he was left grasping the air. "When'd you get it?"
"After school.” I replied bluntly.
"Why?" he questioned.
"Guess. What does it look like?" I asked, brushing over the Never part of the tattoo just like the way he did.
"I'm guessing, you think love doesn't exist or something along those lines." he said tilting his head to a side.
"Ding-Ding-Ding! Winner! Winner! A hundred dollars to you, Mr. Lane. You guessed the answer right! Now tell me, why'd you come here?" I asked, all curious. Then I tapped my chin with a finger. "Wait, no, I don't give a crap." I said turning around, starting to walk towards the staircase.
"Be-Denise, I just wanted to say sorry," he mumbled looking at the floor in guilt.
"Sorry for what? Humiliating me? Yeah right. You’re just saying sorry to save yourself from the guilt, I get it. Apology accepted.” I chirped, as I crossed my fingers behind my back. “Just go away." I said climbing up the stairs.
"No, B-Denise, you don't get it. I really didn’t mean to make you to feel humiliated! It was literally just a wave of shock!”
"Oh, so you actually care," I said sarcastically, walking right into my room and slamming the door, to point out-end of discussion.
I took out my phone, and started to text Madi. A few seconds later, there was a knock on the door.
"Who is it?" I yelled out not looking away from my phone.
"Austin."
I groaned. "You don't take hints do you?"
"Denise, Can we at least be friends…again?" he asked, not before kicking my door open.
"We had to be friends in the beginning to be friends again, retard." I said not even looking up at him.
"Then what wer-.”
"Just acquaintances who knew each other for their entire life.” Screw not being allowed to order your alpha around. He’ll live. “Now out!" I ordered, finally getting up and tried to push him away. He didn’t budge an inch.
For a second he looked like he was about to comment about me ordering him around, so I tried not to cringe.
"For the fact you've known me soooo long, and trained with both me and Erik, you should know that I am stronger than you and if I don’t want to move, I will not shift an inch." He stated, a smug smile creeping to his face.
"Oh, of course, unless I do this," I said smirking and aiming my knee straight at where the sun doesn’t shine on. I don't think he's going to be able to do anything with that ding-a-ling for a while.
With that, I quickly gave him one last shove and he was out of my room. Slamming the door in his face, I immediately locked it. Then as I slid down my room’s door, laughing my ass off, I heard him cry in pain. Trust me, I don't even know if I'm really his mate now. I mean, I don’t feel a single hint of guilt yet from what I just did. Yet, I know I can't deny those feelings I get when I'm around him.
"Holy shit, what the fuck is wrong with you!?" He screamed out, probably holding his crotch right now.
"Do I have to remind you? Of course, everything! Now stay away from me or there may be more than just what I did to you." I threatened.
"No!” he groaned. “Denise I’m being a hundred percent honest. I'm sorry. I can't deny that I actually, really like you."
I felt my heart flutter as those words entered my brain.
"Like me, my ass." I said plugging my iPhone into the docking system, then turning the music up high.
He started talking again, but I didn't hear anything clear enough to make out what he said. The music was way too loud, and hey, who the heck cares? You only live once. Anyways, I doubt anything he says would change my mind. I'm going to show him, what happens when you reject me. And boy, he's going to have to go through hell to change my mind.