Chapter 9

Johnathon POV

God I’ve been at school for not even two minutes and everybody is sucking up to the big bad Alpha. Do they not

realize how embarrassing that is? All I want is to be left alone. Not gushed over. Girls are flocking in from everywhere

and it’s all I can do not to get crushed by the crowd, or suffocated. God I’m annoyed. This happens at every school

and I’m so sick of it. I start to glower at everyone but no one seems to get the hint. I sigh. At this rate, I’m going to have to use my alpha tone on everyone if it doesn’t stop.

One girl in particular approaches me and I look at her bored. Clearly, she’s oblivious to my feelings and even the

scowl I direct her way. She looks like all the other barbie doll cheerleaders, with long blonde hair and big blue eyes that she’s batting at me so hard it’s almost comical. “Hi there” she says, touching my arm as I try not to flinch,

knowing it would offend her, part of me not caring if it did. If it wasn’t for my mother, I would be a hell of a lot ruder. I

the urge to

nothing more than to shove past her. Clearly, she thinks I’m playing hard to get ‘ because she invades my personal space even more. I try not to

sake? It was

tossing her head and I fight the urge to laugh. Did she not

me? That I’m anything but impressed by her? I can

she grabs my arm. She actually grabs my

can’t believe her audacity. To dare put her hands on an Alpha! She has

I say gruffly and her eyes widen in disbelief as she drops it, a confused look in her eyes. Clearly, she wasn’t expecting such a reaction. Good. It would take her down a peg

snidely and watch as her

whole body suddenly

I stiffen, unable to believe she just asked me that in a hallway full of students. I have nothing against gay people but didn’t appreciate being loudly asked about my sexuality

students. That was going a step too far. In fact, daring to so much

far.

female or weaker than me. What she had done was disrespectful and she would know it. I smile into her terrified eyes. Finally,

the record” growl as she claws at my hands which refuse to let go,”I’m not,

as her hand goes to her throat, gasping wildly for air as her cheerleader lackies gather around her gossiping and glaring daggers

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