Mr. Student Council President

Carson Gold is Valentine Silver's mate. He is also the school's Student Council President and Captain of the Football team. He's got a lot on his plate and he's totally not prepared for Valentine trying to bring him out of the closet.

Valentine couldn't care less about what people thought about him, he'd found his mate and was ready to claim him as his. First he had to find a good way to tell him about being a wolf.

With a group of rebels, an annoying sister, a best friend and Student Council duties, Carson's good life was going to get even more interesting. Did I mention the family secret that has yet to be discovered?

It's your typical cliche, teenage gay werewolf story.


Warning! This story is BoyXBoy.
There will be be R rated content in here and i advise if you don't like this sort of stuff don't read it!

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3. You Don't Have To Like It

2.Valentine

 

"Your voice makes my cock hard," I blurted before I could filter myself.

What the fuck is wrong with you?! The animal within me snarled. I mentally face palm myself. That's our mate, you dumb fuck. Couldn't you think of something better to say? Like, your voice is lovely or something? Jesus Christ, you humans are more dumb than I thought!

I winced and then smirked as I saw my mate's cheek get red. He had the most beautiful eyes. They reminded me of the Caribbean sea. His stare was intense. I could feel my cock twitching with every minute passing.

Jeez, I was such a pussy. Here I was meeting my mate for the first time and I say something inappropriate, all the while sporting a hard on. I couldn't help it. The mate pull was fucking strong, there was the wolf in my head trying to already get me to mark my mate.

I can't do that yet! I urged with the animal, I don't even know his name!

Well ask idiot! Okay I will admit the wolf within me was a very mean person.

"Who a-are you?" my mate stammered. His voice was smooth and rich, no wonder his singing sounded so good.

"My name is Valentine," I said calmly. Even though he stood at the very top of the bleachers and I about three steps down,I raised my hand. "Nice to meet you."

He stared at my hand. "Yeah, don't think I forgot what you said just now. Do you kiss your mother with that mouth?"

I grinned not expecting all the sass. "It was she who thought me."

He rolled those blue eyes and raised his hands too, stepping down till he stood one step higher than me. I could practically feel his body heat. I noticed the way the sun light highlighted his hair, making the red stand out. It looked like he just rolled out of bed. His skin was a nice shade, like he spend a lot of time in the sun.

"I'm Carson," he introduced himself and the name imprinted itself into my brain.

He took my hand in his. My hand was bigger than his, but not much. His hands were rough too and for some reason that turned me on.

Carson pulled away way too soon and stood there with a smile on his face. "You must be new, I'm kind of surprised they didn't call me to give you the tour."

"Why?"

"Because I'm student council president, it is kinda my job." he replied.

"Do not worry, you can show me around any day." I assured him with a smile.

He opened his lovely mouth to say something, an authoritative voice came from the bottom of the bleachers.

"Yo Valentine!"

I turned and found Storm Sage standing there smirking at me.

Found your mate huh? His voice came into my mind.

I nodded and he beamed. Right then and there I saw the mischievous gleam in his eyes.

"Hey babe, who's your friend?" he asked seconds later.

Play along! His alpha tone rang in my head, forcing me into submission. The little shit.

"This is Carson," I said while grating my teeth.

"I'm Storm," said the boy who I'd love to strangle right now. "Why are you flirting with my boyfriend?"

Carson's eyes bulged and his gaze snapped to me. "You're gay?"

I shrugged.

"I wasn't flirting with him," Carson quickly assured Storm. "I was introducing myself in a friendly way."

"I don't like it," Storm mused.

"You don't have to like it," He snapped, "I have to like it, so does Valentine. I could care less about what you like."

I like him already! Storm smirked and I smiled.

Carson suddenly spun around, grabbed his things and raced down the bleachers. "Sorry guys! Maybe we can talk later! I have to go!"

I watched him run away, not ashamed to take a look at my mates tight ass. It was so round and firm, I wonder-

"Dude, I am so happy for you!" Storm said pulling me into a hug. "We're going for a hunt tonight to celebrate!"

I smirked and hugged him back, "Ha I found my mate first!"

Storm rolled his eyes, "So what? Mine is here somewhere. But your mate is pretty cute, has a nice smell too."

Yeah he did, that was what bought me to him in the first place. He smelled strongly of cinnamon and sunlight. When I smelt it I knew I had to find the person it was coming from. I followed it until I spotted a boy, laying down, ear phones on and the world off. His eyes were closed as he sung with feeling.

''I was born sick
But I love it
Command me to be well..."

He voice could sing a story. I could tell those words meant a lot to him. I could even hear the sorrow in his voice.

Funny thing was I had no idea who sang that song. My music consisted of Alternative and heavy metal rock. He was going to have to teach me other genres.

"...Valentine?"

"What?"

"I called you three times," Storm stated with a grin, "Already whipped huh?"

I rolled my eyes and playfully shoved him. "Shut up."

"How are you gonna tell him?" Storm asked as we made our way down the bleachers.

"Tell him what?"

"That you're a werewolf, second in command and he's going to be a Beta's mate?"

"How about I get to know him first?" I replied and sighed, "You think he's a homophobic?"

Storm grew silent. He stopped in the middle of the field just as the first bell rang. "My advice as an alpha is to trust your brain to figure it out."

I nodded, before everything else, Storm Sage was my Alpha and leader. It was his job to help out pack members in rough times.

"My advice as your childhood bestest friend-"

"Bestest is not a word," I told him but he went on like he never heard me. Typical Storm.

"Is to follow your heart. This is your mate, bro, Moon Mother choose him for a reason,"

With a sigh and last thought about my cute mate, Storm and I made our way into school grounds.

 

 

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Thanks for reading you random people. It is highly appreciated.

-Rebekah

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