My Alpha Roommate
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Riley Miller, the girl who is crazy, imaginative, and adventurous, can never think that her wishes for something different and exciting can come true with a dramatic life filled with romance. She was the life of the party, leaving an impact and catching the eyes of the people everywhere she went. Her charming and entertaining personality, bubbly aura, and sarcastic comebacks never failed to leave everyone in awe. Hunter Axel Knight, the God of werewolves, is also known as The Chosen One. He is the most powerful werewolf craving for his mate for decades. When he finally encounters his mate, he is the happiest man alive and vows to do everything for her safety and happiness.She was a human. He couldn't care less. Learning about his mate's desire and wishes, he disguises himself as an ordinary man to make her fall for him. He desires to reveal himself and his world to her. But when secrets are revealed, mysteries are solved, and people are exposed, things may not be as they seem. What will happen next? Read the story to find out.
ONE NINJA LIKE SKILLS AND CAT LIKE REFLEXES
He has finally found her.
The moment he has been waiting for all his life, he, at last, found her. He never thought he would be awarded such a precious treasure. He was almost certain, he was cursed or not deserving of such an honor.
She was right in front of his eyes, yet he couldn’t bring himself to believe. To walk up to her and hold her in his arms.
For decades, he yearned for a mate, his beloved, a person to love, to cherish, to look after. He searched for so long but he always went back with disappointment, hurt, and anger. But now, that she was right there, his search has finally come to a stop.
He has finally found her.
He was awestruck by her beauty and aura. The way her gorgeous dark brown hair gracefully cascaded down her shoulders and flowed in the air. The way her skin glowed as she sat directly under the sunlight. The way she laughed so freely and loudly without a care in the world, clapping her hands and often the table as her friend continued to crack silly jokes. The way her shoulders shake and she brought up her hand to wipe the tears that escaped her enthralling light hazel green eyes. That laugh could brighten up anyone’s day and fill with warmth. He felt all his misery, worries, tension, and burden leaving him at the mere sound of her melodious laughter.
The way she stood up and dusted off her dress then sat down again and held a hand over her mouth to control her laughter but ended up failing as she burst out laughing yet again. He never wanted that laughter to stop. He could go on and on for centuries listening to this blissful sound.
And the way she smells? He had to control each and every fiber of his body to not just advance towards her and hug her close to his chest and bury his face in her neck and never let her go. It was like she had him under a spell, her spell and he would gladly stay in it forever.
She had an exquisite aura filled with innocence and craziness and he could just tell how much of a handful she was going to be from the way she scowled at the guy who was eyeing her and his eyes widen at the sight of her flipping the man off.
His smile widens as she mischievously chuckled and threw her coke at the man and ran off grabbing her friend’s hand, laughing loudly as he closed his eyes preserving the laughter and her stunning face in his mind.
But his smile immediately vanished at the thought of him not being able to have her. Yet.
She was too young and free to just involve her in his cruel world. He wasn’t sure if she would accept him or even worse how was he even going to tell her the reality. Would she reject him? Or would she be excited? He could only hope for the best.
If he only knew the world he was afraid to involve her in, was what she wished to happen every single day.
He wouldn’t approach, no, not yet, he would just watch over her and protect her and when the time is right, he would make her his. For she has bewitched him, body and soul.
And one thing was for sure, she was perfect and all his just as he was hers. Only hers.
I sniffled and wiped my tears as I packed my stuff. I couldn’t believe today was the day. My heart jumped in happiness and I cried not being able to control all the feelings and jumped on my bed in my unicorn pajamas.
After 4 long and torturous years, I finally complete college. I will never forget the latenight assignments that spent cursing the teachers more than actually doing them, as I cheated off math tests, and painfully completed my exams. I will also never forget all those crazy experiments in the chemistry lab and OH MY GOD the creative pranks that I have done on all my teachers and mates nearly dying in the process, I wiped a fake tear, goooosh was I going to miss all this!
And let’s not forget, the crrrraaaazzzy hangovers and promises to not touch alcohol ever and breaking the promise just 12 hours later. I chuckled to myself because bitch I was a party animal. I was hangover even now but my happiness was much bigger.
As I packed all my stuff I came across a photo aww I was so going to miss my girls and all those ‘shops till we drop’, the sleepovers and parties. It was a pity they were moving across to a whole different part of the world.
I shook my butt and sway my hips and moved around my arms as I vibe to ‘On the Floor’ by Jlo. This is my jam and my day. I threw away all my books and assignments, those things can go in hell, and happily packed all my remaining clothes. Today was also the day I was moving. Yay!
Fuck, I am so excited, I was renting a penthouse, and fortunately, I wasn’t going to be alone meaning I’d have a roommate but I was more than glad, I hate being alone and I get bored pretty easily.
Jumping on my bag to close it. Ok, so where is my phone now? And owwwww holy fuck I stubbed my toe in the wall. Ouch. Frowning in pain, I caressed my beautiful toe cursing the wall.
My wish was to move in with my parents but I wasn’t dumb enough to move in with the two people who don’t give a flying fuck about me. Huh. They are unworthy of my awesomeness. I wish I could have a boyfriend but trust me no matter how hard I try, I just couldn’t get one. Not that I didn’t have boys that were interested in me, like have you seen your girl? She is fucking hot, but the problem was me. I just couldn’t settle down and whenever I would come close to a boy or even go on a date with them, the feeling of cheating on someone I know I sound absurd but this is just how it is. My heart would constrict and the feeling of discomfort and guilt would always stop me from having a boyfriend. But it's ok, I'm pretty fine with myself too, it just wouldn't hurt to have someone to share my crazy desires with once in a while.
Anyways, I picked up my luggage, and looked at my dorm room for the last time, I wiped a tear cuz I was going to miss this dearly. This college gave me some heck of memories. I remember the time, this room was ambushed as a payback cuz I shaved off some dickhead’s head as revenge for cheating on my friend and later I broke his arm for another revenge.
I always believe in paybacks and revenge cuz the satisfaction is so unreal. The feeling of beating someone who did you wrong and hear all those cracks is extremely satisfactory. I have also wanted to kill someone like I don’t know but how cool would that be? If not kill, I at least want to shoot someone so that I don’t die with any regrets. Not that I would kill someone innocent pfft are you crazy? I would kill someone who would deserve it, of course. It is on my wish list. I actually have a long wish list.
Kill someone, get involved in a fistfight, then get arrested, witness a baby pop out of a coochie, ride on a wolf’s back, I know they are dangerous animals but I have always been fascinated by them, and when I have a boyfriend I wanna knee him in the jewels and immediately reward him with kisses, start another food fight, knock out a man twice my size, drink a whole bottle of vodka under a minute, win in beer pong, do a strip show, get kidnapped and then saved like a damsel in distress even though I ain’t one, make out with a girl, see how many large pizzas I can eat in one sitting and beat my last record which is 4 and a half, go skinny dipping at 4 in the morning during the winters, and get high with a stranger.
Eh, prolly not the last one but yes.
Yeeeah, my wishes are a liiiiittle absurd.
Anyways, back to the topic, I dragged my bag all the way to the exit waving at some of the students that were also on their way to leave, thankfully I already bid my friends farewell cuz they bitches left as soon as the graduation was over.
Thankfully, my cab was already there so I don’t have to wait. Whoosh! The driver helped in placing my luggage in the trunk, not that I need any help but I’m unhealthy af and I already dragged my luggage, that was enough workout for me today. I could feel my arms straining.
Wiping a tear of sweat, I regretted wearing jeans with a jumper today, if I continue to sweat at this rate I would frickin die at this rate. I looked at the driver and ehh he seemed decent, no pervy looks or whatever.
I grabbed a light summer dress from my tote and looked in contemplation…..fuck it.
Ok, so undressing wasn’t as easy I thought. I easily removed my shirt and wore my dress while the driver looked bewildered and he gulped trying to focus on driving. It was jeans that were a pain in my ass. I squirmed around trying to remove them. Fuck me for wearing skinny jeans today.
Frickin finally, I removed my jeans and sighed in relief. I chuckled looking at the driver who looked horrified and laughed even more. Poor dude, I would prolly leave a generous tip to him, he at least deserves this much.
“Umm….I…..I..didn’t…..erm…I“ The driver stumbled upon his words trying to form a sentence and I smirked quite enjoying his discomfort as he looked at me through the mirror and gulped for the nth time.
“Never seen a girl changing before?” My smirked turn into a grin as I leaned forward and looked at him. Yup, he’s definitely traumatized.
He turned red and clenched the steering wheel, “Nno..actually…..ye….but no” He looked very perplexed as if I told him I was in Mafia or something. I laughed and pat his shoulder.
“Relax dude, chill out” And as if this was all he needed, he nodded and sighed in discomfort yet again. I chuckled to myself and put my earbuds in, and looked out the window wishing for my destination to arrive fast.
“Fucking finally” I exclaimed as soon as the building came into the view and bounced on my seat in excitement.
The driver sighed in relief, stopping the car he got out to take my luggage out and I left him 20 dollas, I would have left him more but ya girl ain’t Bill Gates.
I took my luggage, my bag, and everything and made my way inside the beautiful rich looking building. I couldn’t stop my grin the entire time. Goooosh, is this what it feels like to be an adult? During my 21 years of existence, this is the proudest moment of my life.
Making my way to the receptionist, I grabbed my keys, and everything was already done by my parents who were a little too eager to send me off and walked towards the elevator.
No fucking way.
Nah, this shit ain’t happening to me, not today, I looked around to see any cameras in case someone was playing a prank on me or something and cried when there weren’t any.
UNDER MAINTENANCE, SORRY FOR THE INCONVENIENCE, KINDLY TAKE THE STAIRS TO THE RIGHT ACROSS THE HALL.
These words mocked me as I stared at them in anger and with teary eyes. I stomped and kicked the elevator, taking my frustrations on the door. Humphing and grumping I made my way to the stairs, tightening my ponytail I got ready to climb up 10 fucking floors with a suitcase and a tote bag. Whose fucker idea was to get me a penthouse?
Oh, right, ME!
After what felt like years but were actually 30 minutes, I reached my home and wheezed as I crawled up the last few stairs. I laid on the floor trying to catch my breath. I was panting like a freaking banshee, I was covered in sweat, disgusted with myself, thankfully the floor was sparkling clean at least.
I pathetically stood up on my jellylike legs, and difficultly walked towards my house. I was about to insert the key in the lock when I noticed it was already opened.
Immediately, I went in my ninja model, all tiredness leaving me as I stood in my defensive mode and grabbed the vase that was outside as decoration and threw away the flowers in it, and made my way inside. I took a deep breath and walked cautiously. The intruder can be anywhere.
Tiptoeing I looked around carefully not to make any noise awww, the apartment looked so nice, cozy, homey, and beautiful, and
SNAP OUT OF IT!
We have a target at hand, Riley, FOCUS! I checked the kitchen, all clear, no signs of intrusion, I froze as I heard a noise from one of the rooms, and rolled on the floor hiding behind the couch using my ninjalike reflexes and moves.
Ok, you got this Riley, just smash this vase on the intruder’s head, I bit my lip rethinking my decision. This was a pretty vase and maybe smashing was a little bit too extreme, cuz I’d have to clean it up afterward and the blood and then hide the body nuhuh too much work.
Placing the vase beside me, I stood up and clenched my fists. I was more than enough for whoever is in the room. I made my way from which the noise was coming from and thank God the door was open. I sneakily went inside and THERE IT WAS. Or he was, facing towards the window, ok, now is the time.
I picked up the clock, yeah this wouldn’t hurt much, throwing my arm back I threw the clock at him full force and it was like he was a ninja too cuz he had catlike reflexes so ducked and the clock narrowly missed his face and he turned around surprised.
Gasping, I looked at the beautiful piece of specimen in front of me and then it clicked.
He was my fucking flatmate.
TWO PIZZA, PEACHES AND SEXY DOOD
I never thought seeing her this close would make her even beautiful. If I thought she was beautifully perfect before then now my emotions were thousandfold.
Having found her four years ago, I knew I would make her mine when the time is right. Since then, I have been keeping an eye on her, not too extreme because I respect her really very much, just from a fair distance that would keep me and my wolf satisfied and her safe from all the troubles.
Keeping watch over her for a little while, it’s safe to say my mate is a little crazy in the head but I wouldn’t trade it for anyone. If anything it makes me love her even more. Every day I just love her more and more. I have never loved anyone in centuries. Her spitfire of a personality and a sharp mouth, her desires, and all the crazy things she does, I deeply love and admire all of them.
She’d be a hell of a Luna.
When I saw her, she was 17, too young, too free and wild, but now was a perfect time. I knew she planne
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