My Mate Found Me

Chapter One

I take a sip of the tequila bottle in my hands and let it burn down my throat.

Everyone cheers and I smile down at them. I start to move my body at the rhythm of the music. The table I am on begins to move as people push it in but I don't care. All I care about is how good tequila tastes. All I care about is all the guys cheering on for me. Life has never been better. At least that's what I like to think.

"Leila! Leila!" The guys all cheer at the same time.

I smile down at them. I can't really see their faces but I know that they are the jocks from school. I take another sip as I continue dancing. Today has been a great day. School was great and this party is awesome. Right now, that's all I care about. The consequences come later.

"Dammit, Leila!" I hear someone hiss.

I look down and realize that my boyfriend, Ethan, has made his way in the crowd, towards me. With no effort at all, he puts his hands on my waist and pulls me off the table.

Ethan and I have been dating for a year now. He belongs in the pack and he is hot. I am not even kidding right now. Ethan is tall and muscular which is how most werewolves are but he is special. He has pretty, chocolate brown eyes and short, brown hair. Ethan and I are not mates but I don't believe in that shit. All that matters is that we want to be together, that's all.

I smile at him. "Hey, babe. I thought you weren't going to make it."

He frowns. "You've been drinking again."

I smile at him. "It's a party!" I yell throwing my hands up in air, making the tequila glass fly across the room.

We watch as it hits the wall and the glass splatters all around us. That makes everyone cheer and I bow to them.

"Thank you!" I say sarcastically.

"But now I have no drink."

I make my way over to the beers when Ethan gets ahold of my arm and pulls me out of the crowded house.

"O-W." I say glaring at him when we make it out of the house.

He turns to look at me just when we reach his house. "I just don't understand how irresponsible you can be!" He hisses then shakes his head. "Always partying, always getting in trouble! Why?"

I sigh at his words. Ethan has always been the responsible one. He is really smart and mature. He is well known by everyone in school. Sometimes I wonder why he would choose me. Why he asked me out that one day? But most importantly, why did I say yes? Ethan is always on my ass. Always trying to get me to change. The thing is that I am not. I am a rebel. Ever since my parents were killed in that war. I will never be the same. What I like about Ethan is that, when he's not on my ass, I feel loved by him. I guess that opposites really do attract.

"I like to have fun." I say leaning against his car.

He gives me the look he gives me whenever I say something 'immature' like he likes to call it.

He walks to me and puts a strand of my long, black hair behind my ear. "There are other ways to have fun."

I smile up at him. "I love partying, Ethan. You know how crazy I am. If you don't like it then I don't know what you are doing with me."

He half smiles. "I know you are a bit crazy but I guess that that's what's so damn hot about you." He says brushing his lips against mine.

I smile at him seductively. "Shut up and kiss me."

I put my hands around his neck and he tightens his hands around my waist as he kisses me intensely.

The loud music is blasting out of the house and there are people outside getting high and making out. I am surprised that the cops have not arrived yet.

Ethan suddenly flinches, breaking the kiss.

I frown at him. "What is it?"

"Your brother is asking for you."

I roll my eyes at him. "Screw Michael!"

He warns me with his look. "He is your Alpha."

I shake my head. "He is your Alpha. I don't belong to the pack, therefore, I follow my own rules."

He shakes his head. "You are just making it harder for him."

"Make what harder? All Michael does is give orders and ruin my life!"

"Don't say that." He sighs.

"Leila, you may not see it but Michael has been suffering just as much as you have. He loves and cares about you."

I sigh. "You know what? I am not going to let this conversation ruin my awesome night. So go to your Alpha and leave me alone!" I run back to the house.

"Hey everyone!" Daniel yells when he sees me. "Leila is back!"

Everyone cheers and I smile. Someone hands me a beer and I begin to drink it. I may be a bitch but I just hate it when Ethan lets the pack get in between us. Michael took over the Alpha throne after my parents were killed in a war with the BlackMoon pack. Faded Night, our pack, and BlackMoon have had a grudge for years now but that does not mean that they can go around and kill my parents.

I hate it when people ask me why I am always crazy. They for understand. They don't understand that I hate who I am. I hate that I have to always be fighting my wolf because she is always looking for an opportunity to get out. I hate not being human. I hate that my older brother is an Alpha. I hate that everyone thinks that I am okay when in the inside, I am dying slowly. I just hate everyone!

I take another can of beer and drink it in one sip too.

Why do I drink? I drink to forget about my life.

I begin to dance once again, forgetting about my life and about the pain that is always killing me in the inside.

No one understands.

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I wake up groaning at the sunlight hitting my eyes.

I cover my face with a pillow but that doesn't even help either. I groan again as I drag myself off the bed and close the curtain but I yank it so hard that it ends up falling with the pole.

"Shit!" I curse.

My head is killing me. I must have drunk too much, I rarely get hangovers because my wolf steams off the beer.

Not this time though. I look around and realize that I'm in my room. I don't remember how I got here. I am just hoping that it wasn't Michael.

My room is pretty big. Well, my house in general is. Of course, all Alphas are known for being wealthy and owning mansions. My room is equipped with a king size bed and a few drawers with a TV, a walk-in closet and a bathroom.

The door to my room suddenly opens and Michael walks in with a frown on his face.

Michael is 25 years old. He took over at 20. He was still young. Every since he took over, he has been more serious which makes it look like he's 35 instead. He is tall and muscular, of course. Short, black hair and like me, hazel eyes. A lot of people say that we look like twins but we obviously don't act like some. Ever since Michael took over, the relationship between us hasn't been great. He is always trying to control me and I disobey him something that he is not used to. He is used to everyone listening to him.

I throw myself on the bed with another groan.

"Leila." Michael says.

By the sound of his voice, I can tell that he is angry.

I sigh. "I am not in the mood for this, Michael."

In less than a second, Michael reaches out for me and gets ahold of my arm.

He pulls me off the bed and makes me look at him. "Not in the mood for this?" He asks angrily. "Are you fucking kidding me, Leila? Do you think I'm in the mood to go for you in the middle of the night to some stranger's house because you are too drunk to even say your name?"

I sigh. "You did not have to go for me."

He is so mad that his claws are out and his nails are digging into my arm. The blood is dripping but I feel no pain. I guess that my wolf is actually useful for something.

"Dammit, Leila!" Michael yells, desperately as his hazel eyes begin to turn a darker color. His wolf is at bay. "What the hell am I going to do with you? It's like I don't even recognize you anymore!"

I glare at him. If there's someone here that I don't recognize is you! All you care about is about your stupid pack! So go with your puppies and leave me the hell alone!" I yank my arm and half run to the bathroom where I lock myself in.

I hear a growl and I know that Michael's wolf has come out. I am so mad that I am shaking. I can already feel my wolf wanting to get out but I can't let that happen. I splash water on my face but that does not help. I walk out of the bathroom and run to the chocolate bar on the counter. I let the flavor over power my mouth and I feel my wolf begin to weaken. I don't know what it is about chocolate but it always seems to help. Works for me, I would do anything to keep my wolf controlled. I can feel her getting weaker and weaker every day and my only hope is that someday, it'll disappear.

I look at my reflection in the mirror with a satisfied smile. The short jean shorts really work for me. I am wearing a white tank top and white sandals. I put my hair up in a high bun. I grab my bag and make my way out the room.

I find Angel in the living room, watching TV. Angel is the third in command of FadedNight. Other than Ethan, he has to be the other werewolf I get along with.

He grins as he looks at me up and down. "Looking hot."

I flash him a smile. "Why, thank you."

He winks at me and I laugh.

"What is going on here?" Michael asks walking in the room.

Angel stands up in a blink of an eye then bows his head down at Michael.

Apart from always being on my ass, Michael is the over protective kind of brother. Another thing added on the list of "Things I Hate About Michael".

I roll my eyes at both of them. "I am leaving."

I reach up and peck Michael'a cheek but he stops me before I keep walking.

"What?" I ask.

"Stay out of trouble."

I smile. "I'll try but won't promise anything."

He sighs but lets me go.

"Bye!" I yell as I walk.

"You keep your eyes off of her, you hear me?" I hear Michael growl at Angel as I walk out the door.

Ethan is waiting for me outside, leaning on his car and looking hot in jeans with a shirt. He pecks my lips. "Hey babe."

I smile at him. "Hello."

He opens the door for me and then we head to school. It is early but as we are driving out, guys from the pack are already making their way to the house. I've never understood what the hell it is that they do in there all day! I eat a chocolate bar on our way to school.

I guess you can say that I am popular. Not because I ever wanted to but because I am that crazy. I don't play sports and neither does Ethan, he can't risk getting too worked up and exploding in the middle of a game when humans are exposed. There are some members from the pack that go to school. It is a choice. You don't have to go to school. If it were for Michael, he would have everyone training all day.

Ethan opens the door for me and I get out. I look at the big, white building that has always reminded me of a hospital and frown. "Ugh. I really don't want to go to school today."

Ethan gives me a teasing smile. "Nope."

I frown innocently. "Nope, what?"

He gives me that look that just makes him look more handsome. "You are not going to lure me into skipping class, again."

I sigh. "One can only hope."

He laughs. "You are so dramatic."

"And you love it."

He pecks my lips. "Yes. Yes, I do."

He kisses me and I lean on his car to get more comfortable but it doesn't last long because Ethan pulls away when the bells rings.

Damn him.

He pulls me by the hand and I have no other choice but to follow him. I have to say that walking down the hall, in Ethan's arms, has to be the best feeling ever. Ethan makes me feel like, well, a princess. He makes me feel good. That and I love being the envy of the girls.

My school is pretty boring. You know, the usual bitches everywhere. It is so boring that I have to add some spice to it. During lunch, we hang out with the people from the pack which are, like, six. Which are Leah and her mate, Ken, Maria, who hates my guts, Tony, Ethan's best friend, Stephanie and her mate, Richard. I've never liked the pack. Or werewolves. So I try to stay away from them as much as I can. I only sit here because Ethan asked me to.

We are sitting there joking about the upcoming prom, when someone taps on my shoulder. I turn around to find no other than Miss. Patricia. Patricia and I have been fighting for a while now. To be honest, I keep her around just for my amusement.

"Yes, Patty?" I ask using the nickname she hates.

She glares at me. "I come here to tell you that you are not going to win prom queen."

I stand up with a frown. "They nominated me?"

By now, the pack table is looking at us and so is half of the cafeteria. I have to say, I love the attention.

"Oh please. Don't tell me you didn't know. " Patty says flinching her nose.

"I didn't." I am not lying but I sincerely don't care whether she believes me or not. I shrug. "I guess I don't have to nominate myself then."

I hear a snort from behind me and I know that it's Stephanie, who is the only one that appreciates my rebel side.

Patty is glaring at me so hard that if looks could kill, I would already be dead. This is so much fun.

Patty raises her hand and she's about to reach my face when I stop her. "Don't even dare to touch my face, princess."

Ethan stands up and grabs my elbow. "Leila." He warns in my ear.

I smile at Patty. "Admit it. People like me more."

She yanks her arm back. "You are a bitch."

I nod proudly. "A very good one too."

I bite my lip to keep myself from laughing at how red her face gets. She is so pissed off and I just love this. She is entraining me without even knowing.

She turns around and I burst out laughing but stop when I see her grab the apple sauce from a table and she throws it to me. I turn around but the apple sauce hits my hair.

I turn around to find her laughing. "You did not just do that," I say slowly. I am mad and I can already feel my wolf wanting to get out. Maybe I should let her this time, I want nothing but to rip off that grin off Patty's face, literally. But instead, I grab a carton of milk and throw it at her.

"Leila, no!" I hear Ethan yell but its too late.

"Foodfight!" I hear someone yell and then everyone begins to throw food at each other. I throw myself to Patty and throw her to the ground. I get on top of her and begin to hit her.

"No one messes with me!" I yell at her as I slap her over and over.

"Leila!" I hear Ethan keep yelling. I am getting hit with food but I don't care. It is time for me to teach this bitch a lesson. The food fight goes on and then someone grabs my arm and pulls me off Patty. I realize that it's one if the security guards. "You are in some deep shit." He says, glaring at me.

I just roll my eyes at him. He begins to pull me out and walks me to the DEAN, which is the disciplinary office. When we get there, I realize that he dragged Patty here too. Her face is all swollen and red and she even has some blood. Her eyes are watery and I almost feel sorry for her

I smile at her. "I hope you learned your lesson."

She looks down at the ground.

We sit in the chairs and wait as the receptionist calls our guardians. I go to the bathroom and clean myself up as much as I can but there's not much I could do. When I walk out, I find that Michael is already here. He looks up from the desk and glares at me. His eyes are dark.

"Here we go again." I murmur to myself.

Michael grabs my arm as the receptionist leads us into the DEAN'S office the DEAN is an old lady that needs to get laid. She is always mad. Michael talks to her calmly. She knows he's the Alpha of FadedNight so she talks to him with respect.

"A foodfight, really?" Michael asks as we walk out of the office.

"She started it." I say defensively.

He growls at me. "I don't care who started it, Leila. You are suspended for a week! Are you kidding me? I just don't even know what to do with you anymore." He then walks away.

I stop walking and watch him walk away from me. Michael has never done that. He has never walked away. I guess that he's really getting tired of me.

I shrug and follow him out with a chocolate bar in my hand.

When we get home, I am surprised to see a lot of members from the pack. I mean, we always have wolves in here but not as much.

Michael gets off the car without another word to me. I watch as Caleb, his Beta, meets him halfway and whispers something in his ear. I watch as Michael's eyes begin to darken as he yells, "What?"

Ugh. I've always hated pack drama. All packs know is to be fighting. Packs against packs, why can't they just be peaceful? Just hang out? No, they have to go around and show everyone how tough they are. It is just stupid.

I sigh then walk out of the car and walk past everyone. Ignoring them as if they weren't there.

"Leila-"

I interrupt Michael raising my hand. "I don't want to hear it."

I hear a growl but ignore him. Michael has always hated it when I don't obey him in front of the pack. He says that it makes him look weak when he can't even control his own little sister. I sincerely do not care about anything about the pack. Michael is my older brother not an Alpha, that's all I care about.

I make my way up the stairs, into my room. I throw myself on the bed with a loud sigh. My life officially sucks. I just hate it. Everything about it is wrong.

I hear the door open.

"I don't want to see anyone." I warn looking up the ceiling.

"Not even me?"

I sit up and smile when I see Ethan. He walks and sits next to me.

"Suspended for a week, huh?"

I shrug. "Now I have to find somewhere else to go."

He turns to look at me. "You really don't like the pack, do you?"

I shake my head. "No, I don't. It's like a whole other world that I have no desire to be a part of."

"But you are." He whispers so softly that it is because of my wolf that I hear him.

"No. I'm not. I will never be. Why can't you and Michael understand that?"

"Because you are one of us, Leila. It is not a choice. Whether you want to or not, you are a werewolf." He points to my chest. "You may be able to resist her right now but there will be a day when she will come stronger her than ever. She is never going to disappear, Leila."

My eyes begin to well up with tears and I gulp the knot that has formed in my throat. I stand up and look for chocolate.

I can hear my wolf howling inside me. She is telling me that Ethan is right, but I don't want to hear it.

"Shut up." I tell her putting chocolate in my mouth.

Apparently, Ethan thinks that I was talking to him.

"Okay. But just because I don't want to fight with you. Not right now." he says.

I frown at his words. "What do you mean 'right now'?"

He walks to me and places my hands in his. "Leila, our pack is under attack. Darkmoon is attacking us as we speak."

So that's what's wrong.

"Oh." I say bluntly.

"You have nothing to worry about. Michael will never let anything happen to you and neither will I. I-" he places his hand under my chin and makes me look at him. "I love you, Leila."

I smile and crash my lips against his.

"I love you too, you idiot." I say against his lips.

His chest vibrates with laughter. "You can't just be nice for once, can you?"

I shake my head. "Nope."

We laugh as he kisses me again.

Ethan is the only reason I am not curled up in a ball right now. He makes my life seem better.

He suddenly freezes.

I look up at him. "What's wrong?"

He sighs as his eyes begin to turn into a black shade. "The attack has gotten out of control." He grabs my hand and pulls me out the door. "Come on!"

My heart begins to run faster at every growl I hear as we make our way out. The growls are angry, the kind that makes goosebumps run all over your body.

The last time I heard growls like this, my parents got killed.

My heart skips a beat when we walk outside the house and I see al the wolves fighting each other.

My heart is beating uncontrollably and    my hands are getting sweaty. I begin to breathe heavily as I look at all the aggressive wolves killing each other. The truth is that I kind of hot tramautized when my parents were killed. I saw all of it so that didn't help. This kind of thing scares me to death and I feel the blood drain from my face when I see Michael fighting with them too. He is in his full, red-brown, big wolf. He kills the wolf and then his eyes meet mine. He walks to us and transforms right in front of us.

He looks at Ethan. "You need to get her out of here."

"What?" I ask but they ignore me.

Ethan nods once. "Do you want us to hide?"

Michael shakes his head. "This war will be going on for a while. Damian has already threatened me with killing her. Take her as far away from here as you can. I don't want you to come back until I contact you. Take care of her. If anything happens to her, you are dead."

Ethan nods once again then takes my hand. "Let's go."

"What? No!" I yell.

Michael looks at me with a sorrowful look. "I am sorry." He says then pecks my forehead. He turns around and explodes into his wolf again. Before I know it, Ethan is running away dragging me with him. I am in shock. All I know is that I have to follow him. He turns into his wolf in the woods. He moves his head to the side, motioning me to get on top of him.

I am trembling but I hop onto him. The breeze hits my face as Ethan runs on full speed. Taking me away from Michael. Taking me away from my life.