He Is Her Beta | Bad Boy x Bad Girl |
❝The more you hide your feelings for someone, the more you fall for them.❞
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Beta Ezra Harland wanted a Mate, and wanted one bad.
He'd been longing for one since the day he'd turned sixteen, and had longed for one even more when his best friend found her Mate too, making him all the more lonely and missing the part of him that he knew existed somewhere out there.
He had waited for 3 fucking years and he wasn't sure he'd be able to hold on any longer.
When Ezra reluctantly agrees to go to College along with his Alphas, the place filled with stinking humans, the last thing he'd expected was to run into a childhood nemesis, a little girl who'd life he'd once made hell, a little girl who was now no longer a little girl, but was all Alpha, and the funniest thing of all was, it seemed that she was his Mate now.
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"Oh my Goddess! Out of all the people in the world, it's Ezra Harland!" She sighs quietly in shock and her melodic voice sends goose-pimples racing down my bare arms. The sound of my name in her tongue almost makes me fall to my knees right there.
Abort mission. Abort mission!
Seneca and Micajah gasp, and the meaning of her words finally register past the fog in my brain.
Hah. Good. For a minute there I was wondering how I was gonna pretend like I loved her, if she was gonna be all lovey-dovey.
I cross my arms across my chest, glowering at her shocked expression, "Out of all the people in the world, I can't believe it's you, either." I snap, rolling my eyes.
"Great. I don't know in what way the Goddess thought we were ever gonna be a good couple."
"I second that."
"Good, there's something we agree on." Nyah shakes her head, standing up. "It was nice talking to you, Micajah. And see you around, too, Alpha Mordecai." She grabs a cell phone off the table and leaves, brushing past me in her hurry.
The tingles on my chest where her shoulder brushed against me?
Man, I'm so screwed.