My Possessive Alpha Mate

��Werewolves, Romance, Sex Scenes, Swearings��
If you are below 12, I suggest you don't read this book. You can read it though but read at your own risk. Thank you bæ❤️

-Violet Carly Lonson- werewolf, 17 year old girl, lived with sister Stacy

-Xavier Alexander Carter-alpha, 25 year old, possessiveness 101%

Violet has to deal with her mate's possessive ways especially since he's the alpha of the strongest pack. It's hard but she gotta get on with it cause no one said that being an alpha's mate is easy.

✨btw, it's okay to be a lesbian so no hates to lesbians though I'm not one;) thanks and go ahead to read��ilysm


31. Chapter 27

What should I wear?

The whole closet is so bigg yet I can't find anything that I want.

As I promised Xavier ( he made me agree to a whole list of Terms and Conditions before I was allowed to attend school ), I wouldn't wear anything too exposing.

I flipped through the closet ( it's bigger than you think it is ) and saw a cute black shirt that is spaghetti- striped and wore I black a dark blue jean to go with it.

I even wore a belt.

Perfect. I think I looked great.

Yup. I got a big ego most times.

I decided that my blonde hair doesn't really match it that well so I wanted to dye my hair.

I rummaged throughout the cupboard and luckily, there is a dye paint.

"What colour?" I asked myself, rummaging quickly.

Black. No. Too dark.

Orange. No. No striking.

Yellow. No. Still too striking.

Red. No. I'll look like Ariel in the Little Mermaid. No.

Pink. No. A little too girly.

What colour does Xavier likes?

Suddenly, my wolf popped into my head.

I opened the toilet door gingerly and peered through. He wasn't there luckily.

But how should I know his favourite colour?

His room- basically black and white.

Oh, I know. A mixture of black and white.

Grey! But no, with grey hair I would look so old.

Something closer to grey.


I don't know how is brown close to grey but still, brown is perfect.

I dyed the sides of my hair slightly brown- not too much though- and tied it up into a pony tail.

My hair was pretty long and though it've been tied onto a pony tail, it was still at my hips.

It's awesome.

Now for make up.

I used very little make up, trying to make it look more natural than foxy.

Then I sprayed some perfume. Just a little.

Perfect. Xavier would like this.

My wolf beamed.

I beamed too.

I want Xavier because he's mine and mine forever.

Then, I strolled to the kitchen, only to find out that Xavier had prepared a slice of dark chocolate cake with a cup of latte for me.

I love him.

Then, he was talking to the slut. What's her name again?

Samantha, aye, Samantha.

Luckily, Xavier and her did not make any contact. I am jealous. Very jealous but not for long.

I strolled briskly into the kitchen, earning lots of wolf- whistle and lots of pack members eye-raping me.

Haven't they learnt their lessons yet?

Xavier and Samantha looked up and they looked surprised.

"Hey." I give an emotionless face, also a move-off-now-bitch face.

"You..." Samantha said, shocked.

"Please. I'm pretty sure this is my food. Scram a little please, darling." I said, shrugging as I sent her a wink. Now everyone was looking at us.

I smirked when she was speechless. Then, I stretched over, took the plate of cake, the fork and the cup of latte then I walked over to Jade's group.

"Whoah, niceeeee." Jade, Camila and Gabrielle all said t the same time.

I laughed, before sitting down next to Jade that happened to be an empty space.

Okay, maybe not. Jade probably reserved that seat for me.

The other girls at the table, along with the 4 of us, started some conversations.

Well, I hardly participated because I was nibbling on the delicious cake. I swear Xavier can be a chief.

Not just a chief. Our chief.

My wolf added.

I smirked, only to find that Xavier had came to sit on the seat next to me, causing the whole 'kitchen' to be quiet.

"Can you move?" He told the girl next to me, earning a glare from me.

The girl, still frozen and she looked like she was going to have a heart attack or stroke any minute.

"" She said, unable to even pronounce a syllable. Well, my mate is that hot.

She stood up gingerly and looked at him with those type of fangirl look. Those type of oh-my-god-did-you-just-talk-to-me and those type of yes-I-can-even-die-for-you face.

No exaggeration I swear.

"So hello, mate." He whispered into my ear as I continue nibbling on the cake.

I glanced up at him.

"Hello to you too." I replied.

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