In My Lifetime 

Francisco's POV

My hands were drifting to her thighs and I hoisted her up against the wall. She wrapped her legs around my waist and, feeling that she wasn't going to fall, trailed my hands upward. One hand was tangled in her long hair and the other one was just feeling her. Her neck, chest, legs...

Take mate... NOW!

My wolf snarled, struggling to get out. I was losing control.

No, not yet. I want to take it slow! I argued back. My wolf whimpered but stopped. Feeling pleased that I was once in control, I went back to Alex. She unconsciously or consciously rubbed against my member that was throbbing. Man, she was a tease... she pushed my head into the crook of her neck, and I inhaled deeply, savoring her unique scent that drove me crazy with a single whiff. 

I felt my fangs elongate and I was losing control once again. She brought my head back up and started kissing my neck. I groaned and held onto her hair tighter. Her small hands were drifting to the hem of my shirt. She touched my six-pack and I ground myself into her. She whimpered with the force of it. "Francisco..." she moaned and I kissed her again.

"Alex," I breathed right back. She puffed out a breath of air as I kissed her sweet neck again. "No, Francisco, let me down before I do something I regret. Please," she said to me, breathless, but firm. My wolf whimpered when I did what she asked.

WE'RE in charge, not her. Show her who makes the decisions!

My wolf yelled at me, and I just shook my head at him. 

Do you want to scare her off? I growled. Silence. Didn't think so...

"Well, Francisco, it seems you are fine, so, if you would please... leave?" She said but it came out as a question, and she squinted her eyes at the end, not pleased with herself. I sighed, I didn't want to leave her. My arms felt cold without her in them. My wolf went crazy for her. Now... this is my mate.

I opened my to talk, reaching out for her. She took a backwards step away from me, shaking her head. "I'll-I'll talk to you later at school, okay?" She bargained and I didn't want her to be scared of me so I just nodded my head and left my mate.

As I got into my car, I thought of everything. Why the sudden feelings? I was obsessed. Though, I barely acknowledged her existence before. Sure, I still went crazy for her, but I was too ashamed of my mate that I ignored her. I still remember the first day that she came in here. 

All dressed pretty, high-topped converse, jean shorts, and a loose fitting top, though you could still tell she had an amazing figure. Though, how could I tell she was my mate? You know who your mate is when you turn 18. And, I was still 17 that day until the next day. Nice timing, I thought to the heavens now as I rethink the memory.

Like magic, her light gray eyes met mine, and my wolf howled in satisfaction. Of course, I ignored the big clue. She smiled at me, but I just rolled my eyes and turned around. I was hooking up with Isabella, a fiery redhead, who was at the time, kissing my neck. I bit my lip and my wolf growled menacingly.

She's not the right one...

My wolf whimpered, but, being the fool I am, I ignored the second big clue.

I kissed her harshly and through my peripheral vision, I saw Alex with a torn look on her face, looking at the ground, her delightful mood evaporating. I scoffed, thinking that she was just a snobby kid who usually got everything she wanted. Well honey, sorry to bust your bubble... I'm not sorry. Though, Isabella was a woman who was used to getting everything she wanted, I was attracted to her.

Lunch time was here... and for some reason I couldn't stop thinking about that new girl. Oh great, add to my misery! I thought bitterly as I saw her making her way to my table with my pack. The men were eyeing her lustfully, and I growled at them as a warning to back off. That puzzled me, and even they knew it because they shut up and looked elsewhere.

"Hi, I'm Alex. I'm new here. Do you mind if I sit with you guys?" She asked politely, smiling widely, showing off her perfect teeth and big dimples in the middle of both of her cheeks. I wonder if she has any other dimples, I thought distractedly. No, stop it! I scolded myself.

I shook my head at her. "Sorry, honey, but no one wants you here, okay?" I said politely to her, but my eyes and smile telling otherwise. She looked smart, so I was sure that she got it. I looked down and noticed that she didn't have a lunch tray in her hands. Just her book-bag hanging off her shoulder. "Just take your anorexic self and lock yourself in your room for a couple of days, would you?" I spat at her, and her mouth popped open.

Her face crumpled and she looked like she was going to cry. I felt bad, but I didn't let it show.

What are you doing?!

My wolf roared at me. I don't know, I answered, but... what's done is done, and I never apologize. Even if I know what I did was wrong. Never. She looked like she wanted to confess to something, and I saw fear cross her eyes. I was confused by that, and I wondered what she was worried about. She turned her back on us and left, rather fast, and stumbled out the cafeteria. I snorted and turned back to the table.

They all had shocked and angry faces. "What?" I snapped at them and they automatically looked down at their food. A few challenged me for a little while. Until they had disappointed looks and returned to their food. But, instead of eating they picked at their food. I shook my head, whatever. My appetite was gone, and I felt a burning sensation in my chest. I couldn't eat.

I shook myself away from the memory, already at the pack house. What have I done? Of course she doesn't trust me... why should she?