THE ALPHA'S GIRLFRIEND

VIVIAN'S POV

I couldn't stop thinking about my first day at school as I nestled under the covers of the velvet-colored bed sheet. The rays of light from the morning sunrise shone brightly through the window frame.

I woke up to the whistles of a hummingbird as I headed towards the bathroom with my toothbrush in hand.

I hated this day. I was nervous and unsure of the type of people I would end up meeting. The horrors of my parents' brutal death haunted me every single moment. I was disturbed, with eyes filled with fear and terror. Their screams sometimes echoed in my ears, making it difficult to concentrate.

Stuck in the middle of a metropolitan city after fleeing from the woodlands, things never got better, but I needed to keep calm and try to adapt. It was a very difficult thing to do...

"Hop in the car, let's get going."

"Never mind, I'll use my bike instead," I replied.

"Just listen to me, Vivian. Must you always be a jerk? I'm going to drive you down there myself," Nicholas said, his eyebrows arched.

"Can you give me some breathing space? I don't enjoy being caged, okay? I'm old enough to drive myself," I told him.

"You can't drive down there alone; there are a lot of roughnecks on downtown Carson Street."

"Nicholas, you don't have to worry about me; I'll be fine."

I sped off on the motorcycle, looking forward to the beginning of a new day at school. I put on my headphones and blasted loud music down the highway, driving at incredible speed toward Carson's Bridge.

A few moments later, I showed up at my new school and pulled into the parking lot before turning off the steaming motorcycle engine.

I dismounted, taking off my headphones and relaxing for a moment before taking a deep, heavy breath to help me recover from the crazy morning drive. I was apprehensive about enrolling in another school, especially since it was a totally different environment, and I didn't have friends here.

Nobody really took me seriously because my brother Nicholas was always so restrictive. I mumbled a few words to myself before stepping out of the parking lot.

"Hey!" I heard a voice calling from behind. I jumped in shock and turned around to see an exceptionally lovely young lady with radiant pink hair standing before me.

"Hi there," I said.

"Hi, sweetie. I'm Elena Sage."

"I'm Vivian," I said, smiling.

"It seems you're new to this environment?"

"Yeah, I just moved in a few months ago." I nodded, trying to avoid direct eye contact. She looked stunning; I was certainly not her match.

"Can I show you around?" She winked.

"Yeah, for sure!" I exclaimed energetically. I was in shock at her boldness, barely able to comprehend what was happening.

She showed me around, and the next stop was the reception area. The place was calm and quiet, with only five to seven workers pacing back and forth.

"You must be the new girl?" one of them said.

"Yes, ma'am," I replied.

"I go by the name Mrs. Latifah. I'm the receptionist, as you may have guessed. Here is your class to-do list and your locker number. If you ever need anything, just let me know." She chuckled, and I smiled back.

"Thank you very much," I said as I took the files she gave me before leaving the reception office.

Elena quickly snatched the papers from my hand and read over my timetable before exclaiming loudly, "Jeez! We're having almost the same schedule, except for one particular subject." She frowned. I giggled, not finding it appealing either.

"This is perfect! We're definitely going to be a great match, and you know you might be the best thing I've ever come across."

"Really? Are you serious?" I questioned.

"Definitely, I'm not joking," she said with conviction.

"What if we hung out at my place tonight? I have enough space. You need not worry about comfort and accommodation," she boasted.

"Not to sound rude, Elena, but don't you have friends?" I inquired.

"Of course, I do. However, none of those folks can match the level of brilliance and intelligence that I possess." She said this with such confidence that I burst out laughing. Was she really as brilliant as she claimed?

Although I had known her for only the past fifteen minutes, I genuinely enjoyed her company. It was a good sign that she would make a great friend.

Elena took me on a tour around the school, causing us to miss the first lesson scheduled for that hour. However, we made it to the next class session.

"Good morning, everyone. It appears we have a newbie among us today. Or should I say a new entrant? Vivian, would you like to make a formal introduction to the class?" the instructor said.

I thought about how awkward it was to have so many eyes on me and yet still had to go up to the front to introduce myself.

"Hello, everyone. I'm Vivian Blackwood, nineteen years old, and I moved here recently with my brother," I said, shrugging and feeling flustered.

"You can take a seat now, Vivian," the instructor said. I smiled uncontrollably as I returned to my seat, feeling as if a burden had been lifted from my shoulders. I'd finally done my introduction, and it wasn't actually a big deal at all.

"Vivian, I'm here with my twin brother, Tyler. He's sitting just behind us."

I glanced to see who she was talking about. He had spiky hair and looked more like a street urchin.

"Tyler, meet my friend, Vivian," she introduced me to him. I smiled at him, and he smiled back.

"Hello, Tyler," I waved.

"Hey, Viv," he replied, looking straight into my eyes, but I looked away immediately. I giggled and peered down at the book on my desk.

As Tyler, Elena, and I sat in deep silence, I suddenly heard a group of voices muttering unintelligibly before one said in a hushed tone, "Wow! It seems the new girl will sit next to him." I caught some students conversing in what should have been silent whispers, but thanks to my werewolf hearing instincts, I heard them loud and clear.

I glared at them and turned to Elena and Tyler, who looked somewhat awkward.

"Who will sit next to me?" I asked Elena. Her face abruptly went pale, and I realized something was definitely wrong. Although I hadn't known her for long, I sensed that something frightened her enough to make her so quiet.

"Elena? Tyler?" I inquired. They stayed silent.

"I need a reply, please!" I pressed impatiently. I was too curious.

"I'm so glad you didn't sit on the other side of the desk; he would have been so irate," Elena muttered.

"I remember a random guy who sat there one fateful day. The boy was gone forever. Nobody even brings him up."

"Who the hell is this dude you're talking about?" I asked, confused.

"He frightens me," Elena trembled, with goosebumps over her arms.

"He frightens everybody. His wolf is so strong," Tyler spoke softly. I sighed in frustration.

"Who are they?! Who is this guy that everyone is scared of?" I snapped, getting irritated with them.

Elena and Tyler both looked around the classroom, back and forth. They did this twice, which made me question their sanity, before both said exactly the same thing.

"The Alpha..."

Suddenly, out of nowhere, came a blood-curdling howl that echoed across the classroom, one of grief and heartrending sorrow.

VIVIAN'S POV

It scared the living daylights out of me when I looked up and saw that it was just the instructor at the front, attempting to get the class in order.

"Alright, settle down, everyone."

"You will work on a short-term task, or should I say, a project, which will involve designing the costumes for the choral group, who will be attending the school prom in two weeks."

Energized murmurs rang through the class. I sat there, completely perplexed as many thoughts raced through my mind. I'd never been to a prom hosted by the county sheriff. I couldn't recall having one where I came from. It was totally strange to me, but it was surely going to be more than just a feast.

"I'm grouping you in pairs—a duo kind of situation, you know?" the instructor said with a smirk.

"For the prom?" I questioned.

"Yeah, I'm going to call out each duo alongside their partners, and you're going to stay together