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Shit, shit, shit.

What am I going to do?

I have bruises all over my arm. Maybe no one will notice, hopefully?

"Here you go sweetie." The teacher said while handing me a black shirt with the schools logo placed top left corner in red.

I nod my head as if saying 'thank you' and she frowns.

"Why aren't you speaking?" She asks and I frown, didn't the office lady tell them that fake story my dad said.

"Well-" I accidentally blurted out and she gasped. "You-" I put my hand over her mouth and she looked at me wide eyed.

"I'm sorry, but no one can know." I said really quietly and slowly removed my hand from her mouth.

"Why?" She whispered.

I thought for a sec and decided to go with my dad's fake story, yes my mom's death affected me, but not enough to make me stop talking, maybe the first few weeks but not years later.

"After my moms death, it effected me a lot so I don't like talking, so please don't tell anyone." I begged. She nodded and frowned.

"If there's anything I could do, just tell me I'm right here." She said nicely and and gave me a hug.

I stiffened from the contact, it's been so long since someone hugged me. It felt kinda...nice.

"Omg, I forgot to say my name, call me Ms. Ryan." Suddenly she was about to let go but I didn't let her, I wrapped my arms around her slim figure.

It felt so great to have someone hugging me & making me feel comfortable.

"Okay, I still have a class to teach and u still have a shirt to change into." She said and I nodded, letting go.

I changed carefully, so I wouldn't hurt myself from my injuries.

I slowly walked to the mirror and stared at myself.

My right arm, had blue bruises finger prints where my dad usually likes to grab me roughly, and on my bicep there were some red and blue patches of bruises and same thing on my left arm.

I had some cuts, where I did that to myself.

A couple on my left and right arm.

I hesitatingly left the change room and hoped that no one would care and just leave me be.

I saw Ms. Ryan waiting for me. Her eyes widened and she quickly pushed me back into the change room.

"What's this?"

"N-nothing." I whispered.

"Obviously it's something."

"I don't wanna talk about it." I said quietly.

If she tells anyone, my dad and I would have to move again, And I'm tired from all this moving.

She narrowed her eyes at me, as if trying to figure me out.

She shook her head and left the change room while I slowly trailed behind her.

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Minutes later, I Sophie walking out of the change room. And the teacher had a pity look on her face.

'Alpha, there are rogues around the territory.'

One of my pack members linked me.

'On my way.'

I mind linked the coach telling him that I have to go, Alpha reasons and he just nodded.

He was also a werewolf.

While I was running away I got a glimpse of Sophie's arm that's was covered in what looked like bruises, my eyes widened but I kept going cause rogues could be pretty dangerous. And I wouldn't want them going near my mate.

'Sammy, keep an eye on my mate. Follow her until she gets home safely.' I linked my third in command.

'Of course.' He agreed.

The bell went off, indicating the school day was finally over.

Thank God.

I quietly made my way closer to Sophie without her noticing.

She was grabbing some stuff from her locker. Maybe I should introduce my self.

I made my way to her and stood next to her.

"Hey So- new girl." I corrected myself. She jumped, startled by seeing me.

I chuckled and waited for her to say something but she didn't, I sighed and introduced myself.

"I'm Samuel but people call me Sammy, what's ur name?" I asked nicely.

I could already feel the bond between her and I, since she well be my future Luna. I already love and want to protect her.

"Oh well, do you want me to walk you home?" I asked, that way she'll stay safe with me.

Her eyes widened and she fiercely shook her head no repeatedly and started backing away from me.

Then suddenly she started running away.

What the heck was that about?

She didn't even close her locker.

I waited a while and followed her to check that she's going to get home safely.

Why are these people trying to get to know me?

I never had this many people interested me!

I ran as fast as I can, since my dad is picking me up, and if he saw that guy I'd most likely get beat up.

After running for a while, I found my dad's silver car and I made my way inside.

"Did you speak to anyone?"

I shook my head no. "Answer me with words!" He demanded. "No." I lied, I did talk to one person and it was my PE teacher, but he said teachers don't count, right?

I hope she doesn't say anything, if so, I'm screwed.

"Make a lot of food tonight, my friends are coming over."