The Wallflower and the Alphas

Elijah P.O.V.

I didn't care if I heard the teacher yelling at me. I didn't care if the guys followed me or not. All I want to do is take Avery, my sweet little mate, where I can be alone with her.

So I can do the things I dream about doing to her. I need to feel her, not about sex but be near her and hold and kiss her beautiful lips. I don't want to let her go.

I would never let her go. She is mine, and I don't care if someone gets angry or try to stop us. I will tell you this. I will never, ever let her go.

"Elijah, can you please put me down." I heard her say. Right by side my ear.

I still had her over my shoulder, and I can feel her heart beating through her shirt on my shoulder.

I wanted to laugh at how silly I was. I am acting like a freaking caveman. I shook the thought and stopped once I got out the door.

Elijah, come on, man, put her down." I heard my best friend, Jake. I don't listen to anyone. I am the fucking Alpha. Yes, I know Jake, Andrew, and Matthew were there too.

But I am not going to listen to them or anyone. I am the Alpha of my pack. I am the leader.

"Please, Elijah, put me down. "I am sorry for being a little tease." I shouldn't have done that to you, Jake, Andrew, and Matthew. "I promise to be a good girl." I am sorry." I heard her ask again.

Then I felt her tiny hand run up my chest and around my face. I felt her rub my face. Finally, I felt her turn my head.

"What's wrong, Elijah." I heard her ask. I was staring into her beautiful blue eyes. I wanted to live there and never leave. Because of the way she was looking at me.

I looked away, just setting her down and walking towards my truck.

I left her there with the guys and took off the other way. I need to be alone and think about what I will say to her about the bet I made with my friends at the beginning of the year.

Can I call them my friends? Well, except Jake, Jayson, Eli, Andrew, and Matthew. They are not just my best friends but my brothers.

They were not blood brothers, but I am a cousin to two of them. Jake and Jayson. Then I thought about Avery and how she has been so happy and finally forgives us and wants to be with us.

But I feel guilty because of my bet, and I know Andrew and Matthew too. Jake had nothing to do with it.

I sighed. I got in my truck and started the engine. I need to go to the one place I like to think about and be alone.

I am going to my childhood cabin by the waterfall, where I first kissed, touched, and tasted Avery.

"FUCK!" I cried out when I was sitting on the driver's side. I hit the steel wheel. Why did I leave her?

The look on her face killed me. I can't face what I did to her over the years. How a beautiful girl like her excellent, kind, innocent want and forgive me.

I could never forgive myself. If I ever hurt her again. I know I hurt her over the years. She would just let it happen. But now, there is something different about her. She is stronger, and she is not a fucking coward like me.

What is wrong with me? Why do I do that? Why do I have to be a rude and cruel monster?

"Because you're a fucking asshole, Elijah! I heard my wolf say.

I sigh, and I agree with him. Because of his right. I am a piece of shit, asshole, dick face, what she called me before, and mostly, I am a coward.

I didn't tell anyone. She is my mate and my better half. So I had to keep it to myself. Because I didn't want anyone to know I was the strongest and bad boy captain on the football player mated with the loser, wallflower, goodie two-shoe Avery Williams.

I shouldn't care what others think about who I am mated with. My father would be disappointed with me how I treated my mate. He would disown me. I don't blame him.

That was love. I saw it in her concerned eyes. She was telling me she was worried about me. I sometimes can't help it; I get so possessive over Avery. But she has always been in my heart and mind.

Even when I was teasing her when we were younger and until she found out we were mates and the bet.

Ugh, that stupid fucking bet! I wished I never made it with my friends. Andrew and Matthew feel awful enough.

The part of it. Because they're the ones that made the fucking bet. I had to get Avery to fall in love with one of us.

I wanted to laugh.

You know why.

Well, I tell you why?

It wasn't her that fell in love first. It was me, and I don't know how, but it did. I love her.

I think I always loved her since when we were little. By the look of it, Jake, Andrew, and Matthew did too. I can see it in their eyes.

I didn't think she could have four mates, but she does. It's scarce for a wolf to have more than one mate.

I remember my father telling me something like this when the mates are mated to a particular female wolf/witch/veel.

It was tough to walk away from her. I knew she probably blamed herself. But she never did anything. It was all me. I wanted to tell her the truth.

But every time I try. Well, I don't want to see her smile fall. She deserves happiness and love. I grabbed the back of my neck. I sigh, and I wish I never made that stupid bet. I took a deep breath.

Well, I guess I put the truck in drive. That is what I did. Then, I started driving to the cabin where I could sit and run away like a fucking coward.