I'm Not That Type of Girl

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Esmeralda

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Two full days passed in school but Sylver wasn't there. The guys have been really distant lately and Alana knows something that she's hiding. Fifteen years of friendship and you just know when somethings wrong.

I'm sitting in English, Alana next to me and the guys in the row behind. Our English teacher is pretty much useless, we just read books and talk in her lessons.

I reach in my bag and pull out my favourite book, To Kill a Mockingbird. An all time favourite of mine, has been since the first time I read it when I was eleven.

The class went quiet about two minutes into my reading so I looked up. Stood in front of me is an angry-looking Sylver who no matter how much I hated to say it, looked gorgeous.

I can see that he's mind linking someone, it must have been Alana as she stood up and sat next to her brother. Not before whispering 'Just go with it, sweet Essie.'

Sylver sat next to me, his intoxicating scent reaching my nostrils. If he wasn't such an ass I can see myself falling in love with him. That's what we are destined to do so why is he making it so hard for us.

I returned to my book, completely ignoring his existence. That's what he does to me so I'm doing it to him.

"What are you reading?" Sylver surprised me by asking. What does he want? A book review and a basic summary of my book.

"To Kill a Mockingbird," I said glancing at him briefly then going back to my reading.

"Is it good?" Sylver asked another question, why can't he just shut the fuck up?

"I don't know, I'm trying to read it but someone keeps interrupting me." I sassed feeling proud of myself, I'm a strong woman and he needs to know that.

"Sorry." That bastard had the audacity to apologise about that but not about ripping my heart from my chest and then stamping on it until it was unfixable.

We sat quietly for half an hour before the bell rang, announcing the end of class. I immediately rushed out, trying to get away from my stalker but he followed quickly behind.

"What do you want?" I snarled at him, my wolf and I get really annoyed.

"I want to talk," Sylver replied softly, a look of affection in his silver eyes.

"You said enough last time." I snapped, walking to my next class but he still followed. "Get the fuck away from me you creep."

"Esmeralda, listen to me!" Sylver used his alpha tone, forcing me to stop. Other around stared at the exchange before he growled lowly, making them run away from us. "I am your mate and I'm trying to apologise. I got jealous of what you were wearing and my wolf took control. He thought that if he made you self conscious enough then you would start wearing bigger, more covering clothes. Obviously, that didn't work."

"Yeah," I said quietly before lifting my head to say my peace. "You can tell your wolf to fuck off."

The big strong man who broke my heart actually whimpered, I know it was his wolf. Delilah told me his name is Arian, oh, she is so in love with his name.

"You can't do that to me and except that I won't be upset and just accept you back. I'm not that type of girl." I looked at his shaking form one last time before walking in my next class, trying to forget him in every way I could but he still seemed to be on my mind.

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I'm driving home with the guys and Alana in the car when I feel a stinging in my chest. At first, I thought it was my wolf becoming stressed or sensed something unusual but she wasn't answering me. My mind is silent except for this pounding headache.

I feel a kick to my stomach but no one is doing anything, there is no one there. It's getting really bad so I pulled over, hearing a few whines from the back about my sudden move. Alana noticed something was wrong straight away, coming to my aid.

"Is something wrong Essie?" She asked, panic clear in her sweet voice. I can't answer her, the pain is stopping my ability to speak. "I don't know what to do, guys!"

"Esmeralda, look at us." Angel tried, touching my shoulder gently but the pain carried on.

"Come on." Romeo hissed when he saw the state of my face, red and blotchy with tears running down each of my flaming cheeks.

"We have to get her to the pack doctor, I think it may be something to do with Alpha." Alana looked so worried, I wished I could go comfort her. Wipe the stress marks off her forehead and see that happy smile of her's return. "Do any of you know what's going on? It'll be quicker if we explain what might be going on."

"I have no clue, I've never seen anything like this." Alain rubbed his temples in frustration.

"I know," Angel muttered quietly. "Sylver is cheating. I don't know the extent, it could be sex or even a simple kiss. He's still doing something he shouldn't."

"Sylver." I croaked out weakly, beginning to catch my breath.

"I'm so sorry Essie," Romeo said weakly, clearly hating seeing one of us in pain. I would be the same if I was in his position, we all loved each other and hate any of us getting hurt.

"I just." I swallowed the lump in my throat before starting to speak again. "I don't want to go home, I don't want mom to know."

"You can come home with us."

"Alana." Alain strangely warned his twin sister, his eyes burning holes in the back of her head.

"No." Alana practically shouting, hurting my already banging headache. "She has to know at some point and Essie needs us now."

"What do I need to know?" I croaked out, really wishing for a drink. An angel answered my prayers, literally. Angel grabbed his water bottle from his sports duffel bag and threw it at me.

"We all moved into the packhouse." Romeo almost whispered but my werewolf hearing managed to pick it up clearly.

"Why?" I questioned, getting more confused by the conversation as it went on.

"Alpha Sylver said that he needed his deltas." Alana nodded as if to confirm something, I think it was to herself to see if she is doing the right thing.

"He said I am his best warrior, that he needs me just in case something happens. With him becoming Alpha in just over two weeks I would have moved in any way." Romeo informed me. He is the best warrior, taught to fight his whole life by his father but had the heart of a marshmallow from his mother.

"I'm training to be the future personal pack doctor, the current one is stepping down in two years but will be tutoring me privately." Angel smiled at me, giving me the strength that his smile always gave me.

"So you all live in the packhouse?" I asked and they all nodded. "Okay, when are we going then because my stomach is hurting like a thousand periods and my head is banging like I just whacked it against a brick wall." I laugh and they joined in, bringing happiness into a confusing and somewhat sad situation.

We are okay, somewhat happy but we are together and that is all that matters to me.