The alpha prophesied mate

"I still can't figure out why I'm half-wolf, but my mom keeps telling me that one day I'll discover who I am. I find it incredibly difficult to accept my life, especially when I feel like I don't fit in. Being a half-wolf surrounded by humans can be overwhelming, and it's hard to imagine a place where I truly belong.

"The fact that I have to live with it my whole life is tough. Come to think of it, I don't know anything about my father, and my mom hardly mentions him to me. I've lived with my mom my whole life and know little to nothing about my dad. So, I've decided not to ask her. Maybe she just doesn't want to talk about it, Enough about my mom and dad. My name is Mia, and I'll be turning 18 in a few days.

I'm unsure how to feel about my upcoming 18th birthday, as my mom keeps telling me it'll be my 'wolf awakening day.' I'm still in high school, and I don't have many friends. However, I do have one close friend, Alexa. We were childhood friends since we lived next door to each other and attended the same school. Even after she moved away with her parents, we remained friends because she chose to attend the same school as me. I'm not the type to make friends easily, mainly because I'm afraid of being rejected or judged. The last thing I want is for people to find out that I'm not entirely human. My mom always warns me to be careful.

"You're not eating your food, Mia. You've barely taken a spoonful," my mom said.

"I'm eating, Mom," I replied.

"Hurry up, you'll be late for school. It's already past 7."

That's when I remembered I had school. I started to panic, wondering, "Did I do my assignment? It's Monday, and Mrs. Claire gave it to us on Friday. She doesn't joke about her assignments."

"I'm coming, Mom!" I shouted.

"Where are you going, Mia?" she asked.

"I'll be right back!" I replied, rushing out of the room and closing the door behind me

"I didn't dare tell her I hadn't done my assignment because she asked me if I had, and I said yes. Don't get me wrong, I'm not a lying type. I was just trying to watch my favorite show when she told me to go do my assignment, so that's why I told her I'd already done it.

"I went straight to my bag, took out Mrs. Claire's assignment, and started working on it. 'Hey Siri, please help me with this,' I said, sitting in bed, where I remained until I finished. It's not like I'm a dumbass. I do all my assignments with the help of AI Of course, I listen to my teachers in class and do everything I'm supposed to do. School isn't just for me, but my mom doesn't understand this," I said, laughing at myself.

"Mia, your food is getting cold!" I heard my mom call from the dining room. I rushed to the dining room to quickly finish my meal Yh l and head to school. I stuffed the whole bread into my mouth and poured the tea almost immediately.

"Don't choke yourself," my mom warned.

"Is my lunch box packed?" I mumbled, struggling to talk with my mouth full.

It's in the sitting room,' my mom replied. I ran to my room, got dressed, grabbed my bag and lunch box, and headed out to school. I'm known for being late to school, which is ironic since the school isn't even far from my house.

Mia, Mia, wait for me!" she exclaimed, rushing towards me. At once, I knew it was Alexa. Come to think of it, she's early today. I know I don't usually go to school early, but whenever I look at Alexa, she gives me hope. That's one reason why we're still friends - after all, it's said that birds of a feather flock together. "Did you do your assignment?" she asked, gasping for breath. "We're late already. Let's run inside before that skimpy security guy makes us stay outside. Remember what happened last time?"

"Please," Alexa said, tugging at my clothes and pouting her mouth as if she was about to cry. "Drama queen!" I teased, and we both burst out laughing. Sometimes I think Alexa is not just a friend, but a sister. She's the main reason I keep going to school, and I don't know how she'd feel if one day she found out about my secret - the facts I've hidden from her all this while. Despite her being my best friend, I think the thought of her never knowing is the best way for us to remain friends and enjoy the little time we have.

"Mia, the book!" Alexa said again, bringing my mind back to the book issue. So I gave her the book, and we walked into our class.

"Little wolf, the principal is calling you," she said, without letting me say a word, and walked away. That was Lila, the head girl. She's intelligent, smart, and pretty - boys often drool over her. Another thing about Lila is that she has a group called "The Girls," which you can only join if you're in her class. Neither I nor Alexa was interested in joining her group, which is one reason she doesn't like us.

Being wanted by the principal made me wonder, "What have I done?" Christopher, the principal, doesn't call someone to his office without a good reason. I couldn't remember doing anything wrong, but I always ended up in the principal's office after fighting with Lila. This time, however, I hadn't done anything to provoke her.

I promised myself that I'd never fight Lila again over Jayden. It's not like we're competing for him; we're just friends. Jayden used to be Lila's boyfriend, but now we're just friends. Still, Lila seems to have a problem with us talking, and she always wants to fight me about it.

I know I like Jayden, but it's just a crush. Besides, I know I'm not meant for him. I'm not like everyone else - I'm different, unlike Jayden and the people I care about. So, I know I'm being delusional; nothing is going on between Jayden and me. I just want us to be friends, and I want to go to school without drama. That's all I've ever wanted - not to get caught up in a rivalry with Lila over Jayden.

I stood up without a word and walked to the principal's office. I knocked, "Come in. Said the principal from the inside..............

I walked in, Mr. Christopher was sitting in his chair, wearing spectacles that he had pulled down to the end of his nose. As he spun his chair around, it seemed like he had been waiting for me. "Good morning, sir," I said. He pointed to the chair in front of his desk, signaling me to sit.

"Mia, the complaints are piling up," he said. "I think it's time for you to bring your mom in. I need to have a word with her."

"What did I do?" I asked, surprised.

"You haven't done anything wrong, have you?" he asked sarcastically. "You didn't do anything to Lila, did you?"

"I didn't do anything wrong," I said. "We didn't even talk today. I haven't spoken to her in a long time."

"Last Friday, you pushed Lila, and she got a scratch on her knee, simply because she took your book," he said, pausing to look at me with his hands on his spectacles, his eyes narrowed in suspicion.

"I don't understand why I'm the one who has to remind you of what you did," he continued. "That's why I need to talk to your mom. Every time you do something wrong and end up in my office, you claim you don't remember. I'm starting to think that what they're saying is true – that you're a bit weird.

"I do recall Lila trying to take Jayden's book from me. "I never knew I pushed her. All I knew was that I went home that Friday. That's all I can remember."

I know it wasn't me who pushed Lila – it was my wolf side. That's why I didn't want to associate myself with anything involving Lila; she's too annoying for my wolf's liking.

"Give this to your mom," Mr. Christopher said, pulling a letter from his drawer.

I took the letter and placed it on the table closer to me.

"It won't happen again, sir. I'm sorry."

"You can leave now. Thank you, sir."

As I stood up to leave, Mr. Christopher added, "Your mom was one of my favorite students – intelligent and smart. I don't know why you're not like her."

I wasn't offended when he compared me to my mom; it was something almost every teacher said to me, so I was used to it.

"Try to take your studies seriously, okay?"

He added

"Thank you, sir," I replied, closing the door behind me.

As I walked back to class, I heard Jayden's voice behind me. "Hey, Mia! I overheard them saying you were called to the principal's office, so I decided to come check it out."

"I'm good," I replied. "It's just some minor issues, and it's been fixed."

Jayden walked up beside me. "How long have you been standing there?" I added, "Not long."

"What's that on your hands?" he asked, trying to grab the papers.

I placed my hands beside me, stopping him immediately. "Excuse me, if you don't mind," I said and walked away.

Jayden can't be my problem. I'm never going to involve myself in anything that will take me back to the principal's office or bring your mom to school. My mom clearly warned me to avoid trouble because I know who I am.

I walked back to class, quieter than usual. I want to be like everyone else, but whenever I remember I have a white tail, yellow eyes, and elongated teeth, then I realize I'm the odd one. It's becoming worse these days because of my 18th birthday and my full wolf awakening day.

My ears are becoming sharper than usual; I can hear every sound, even the tiniest. It's becoming very hard because I find it difficult to concentrate. "Calm down, Mia," I whispered to myself, clenching my fists.

Heaven knows how hard I'm trying to control myself, but the more I try, the more irresistible it becomes. I held my hands over my ears in an attempt to block the noise.

"Will you all shut up?" I yelled at them. The whole class became silent at once.

"What's wrong with you, wolf girl?" Lila said. The whole class turned to me, murmuring among themselves, "What's wrong with her? Is she okay? She's always weird. I think she has brain damage."

"That's true," someone added. "I even heard she doesn't remember most things she does."

I couldn't take it anymore. I ran out immediately, and went straight to the female bathroom, I needed some space. I went inside, closed the door behind me, leaned against the door with my back, and began panting and gasping for breath.

I squat on the floor, thinking about my whole life. Why is my life so different? What was my past life like? Did I offend anyone? I hate my life so much, or the fact that I can't do anything about it. Imagine sleeping in your bed and waking up in the woods - that's what my life was actually like. I didn't realize I was crying until a knock came with a voice, "Mia, Mia." Are you there?

I stood up immediately, cleaned the tears from my face with my hands, and looked at myself in the mirror. My yellow eyes and blonde, curly, long hair made me stand out. My looks were one of my insecurities, it brought a lot of attention and everyone talked about them. But I had learned to live with it, believing I was unique. My mom would always tell me that.

"I'm coming, Alexa," I said, responding to the knock. She must have followed me when I left."

"You good?" she asked.

"Yeah, I'm fine," I replied.

I put on my nose mask to cover my already elongated teeth. My teeth change based on my emotions. No one would notice the tiny changes in my eyes.

I made my way to the door. Alexa, still standing there with water in her hands, stretched out to give it to me. "Have this," she said.

"No, I'm good," I rejected her offer...........

"I'm thirsty, but not for water."

"Why are you wearing a mask?" Alexa asked.

"I'm having a runny nose," I said, trying to sound casual. "Sorry about that. Maybe we should go to the school clinic for some medicine," Alexa suggested.

"That's why we're not able to be in a relationship," I said with a smirk.

"That's not true! He cheated!" she yelled sadly.

"You found out because you're too nosy and want to be in everything," I said sarcastically.

"I know, right?" she said, almost crying.

"Don't worry, Alexa. It's a good thing you know," I said, hugging her.

"You sure?" she asked.

"Yes, I am." I love teasing her, but I don't want to see her cry.

We walked back to the classroom, with everyone watching and whispering. Alexa came to whisper in my ear, I nodded, and she left the classroom momentarily. My wolf side is becoming more active, and my school environment isn't conducive for me at all.

Alexa walked back in a few minutes later. "He said you need to bring your doctor's report tomorrow," Alexa said with a hint of mockery.

"We'll take care of it at the school clinic tomorrow," I replied.

"He asked why you didn't go to the school clinic," Alexa said, and I asked worriedly, "What did you tell him?"

Relax, why are you so worked up?" Alexa asked, chuckling. "I told him you had your medication at home and simply forgot to schedule an appointment with your doctor."

I breathed a sigh of relief immediately. I don't want anyone to suspect anything.

Alexa packed my books into my bag and carried both mine and hers. "Let's go," she said. I stood up and followed her.

Lila sat in front, and her seat was in the same row as mine. As I passed her, my clothes accidentally knocked down her book, which was on her desk. I bent down to pick it up immediately. A paper fell out with my name my name written on it,

I was in awe for a moment, but the noise from the classroom brought me back to my senses.

"Is brain damage also affecting your eyes?" a student from the back asked.

Lila responded wickedly, "It's fine. Wolves don't see well, especially baby wolves."

I took the paper and hid it behind my back, then placed the book on Lila's desk. "I'm sorry," I said and walked out immediately.

"What's wrong?" Alexa asked, already at the door.

"Nothing, Lila's book fell, and I was picking it up," I replied. Alexa was holding my bag, so I couldn't put the paper in it. I simply rummaged through my skirt's inner pocket and placed it there.

"I'll check it out when I get home," I thought to myself.

I couldn't help but keep thinking about what I saw in Lila's notebook.

"Mia," Alexa called. "I meant to ask you this: why does Lila call you 'little wolf,' and you don't seem to get offended?"

"I'm not bothered," I replied almost immediately. "Besides, Lila is just looking for a reason to get me to fight so she can get me in trouble with the principal"

To be honest, Lila has been calling me little wolf ever since we fought, but I wasn't the one and I knew nothing about it, nor can I remember what happened. But I was called to the principal's office later for something I had no idea about.

Alexa was walking beside me, talking and talking. I wasn't paying attention to her words, all I could see was her mouth moving and her neck, which seemed to be calling to me. The first and second buttons of her shirt were open, revealing her neck. What on earth was I thinking? I shook the thought off immediately; it could never be about her.

"Alexa, can we take the shorter route?" I asked. "I'm exhausted and famished."

"Okay," she replied.

My teeth kept itching. Ever since they had elongated, they had refused to return to normal.

Not long after, we arrived at my house. She handed my bag back to me and hugged me. "See you tomorrow, and get well, okay?" she said and walked away.

All my attention was on her neck. I alone knew how I was able to hold myself back. I opened the door and walked inside, placing my bag on the chair in the sitting room. I walked straight to the kitchen.

There's always food in the kitchen; I trust my mom when it comes to this. I opened the door and closed it back immediately; the scent was overwhelming. Isn't this the food I've been eating all my life? What changed?

I wanted to leave when I saw a fresh piece of meat sitting in a bowl. Why isn't it in the fridge? I thought for a moment. Staring at it made me want it more; the scent was irresistible. So I grabbed it and stuffed it into my mouth.

"Mia!" my mom shouted.

I was so scared that I threw the whole thing on the floor. How long had she been standing there?

"I'm sorry, Mom," I said and ran to my room immediately. I didn't want to see her face; she must be disappointed in me.

Not long after, my mom walked in. "Mia," she said in a low voice.

"I'm sorry, Mom."

"You don't have to apologize," she said. "You can always talk to me if you feel anything unusual. Don't keep it to yourself." She used her hands to clean the bloodstain on my mouth.

Every word of hers was comforting and hopeful, and that was all I needed.

"Stand up and go freshen up; you're a mess."

I stood up immediately and went to the bathroom. I knew my mom was sad, and I didn't want to add to her problems. She has been tearing up a lot because of me.

I put the shower on and let the water wash me from head to toe.

The last thing I remember was lying down on the bed.