Her Mate, The School's Player novel Chapter 63

"Hey!" they greet, flashing me smiles. I open up my locker and get out my books.

"Let me take them off you, they're too much weight," Dean remarks.

"I'm going to enjoy this for the next five months," I laugh. "It's okay, Dean, I'll take them but thank you."

"No, let me, I don't want you to hurt yourself," he insists, taking the last book off me and putting them in my bag. After it's all zipped up, he flings it over his shoulder. I give him my thanks and turn back around to close my locker. I felt the hands of someone on my waist. I know it isn't Damian because I couldn't smell his scent and I didn't feel the tingles. This person smelt...different, like he was powerful but not that powerful. "Get your paws off her," Dean scolds through clenched teeth.

I gulp as I turn around to face who was holding me. His name was Alec and he's one of the assholes in the school and a player like Damian. But Damian wasn't a player anymore and he's definitely not an asshole. Alec is around 6'l"; 2" smaller than Damian. He's fit, gorgeous and has blond hair and hazel eyes. Even though Alec is quite good-looking, nothing compares to Damian, he is definitely the best looking in school and person I have ever seen.

"No need to get angry, Dean. I'm just checking something," Alec says.

"Get away from her," Damian growls from behind us, putting his hand on my back protectively.

"Well, well, if it isn't Mr Baby Daddy himself," Alec sneers.

"Leave her alone, Alec. Why are you here?" Damian questions, pulling Alec's hands off my waist. I was very confused as to why everyone was getting angry at Alec being here. Why did he hold my waist and what is he checking?

"So it's true then since you didn't deny it," Alec concludes, nodding at my belly.

"I don't see how it's any of your business so just leave my pack alone or you'll regret it," Damian warns.

"That's all I came here for. I just wanted to see if the rumours were true but I guess this baby bump proves it," Alec explains, placing his hand on my belly lightly. I feel awkward with his hand on my bump. I didn't mind the pack members doing it because they were my friends but this is a guy I don't even know. Should I take his hand off?

"I told you to get away from her. She's my mate and you have no right invading her privacy like that. So get your fucking paws off my pups or I'll rip them off!" Damian barks at him.

"When a werewolf gets super pissed off and angry they change into their wolf and since I'm the Alpha my anger is worse than the rest of the members in the pack. So, in order for me to get my anger out without changing I need to either hit or break something," he explains.

"Damian, I think we should go outside. This isn't something that should happen near Amber," Rachel says. "We don't want her stressed."

"I agree," Damian says. "I'll be back later, honey."

"Please don't go," I beg, pulling him back by his hand.

"I don't want you seeing my like this," he whispers, squeezing my hand. "It's not a nice side of me."

"I don't care. Let me calm you down. You don't need to hit something, just breathe and relax. I believe in you," I inform. He lets out a prolonged sigh, debating whether to go outside and turn or do my idea. After a few moments of deciding, he agrees to stay and breathe. I smile and help him to a chair near the lockers. He starts to shake violently and I begin to fret.