MUTE AND ABUSED MATE novel Chapter 4

Graysen's point of view:

I kept hitting my head against the wooden desk.

I'm frustrated since I can't seem to find my mate.

Perhaps she was a Dinosaur that went extinct ages ago.

My beta found his mate, my friends found theirs, and even my dumb little sister got hers; she isn't here since she moved to England with him because he is the Moonstone pack beta.

"Dude, you'll slit your skull before you even find your mate," Bryce, my lifelong Bestfriend said, who also found his mate during MY sixteenth birthday party.

"see, maybe some horrible dummy monster is keeping her from me, or maybe she isn't born, and if she isn't, she will reject me because I am an old guy wi-"I voiced my concerns.

"She's somewhere out there, someplace in this world, waiting for her handsome prince, now move your buttocks, we've got school."

"I'm your Al-" I started but he interrupted.

"Sure, yeah, you're my Alpha" I am the Bloodlust pack's alpha. After I became eighteen, my father bestowed the title upon me. We are the most dreaded pack on the planet. We are very tough when it comes to training, especially with youngsters. I've been looking for my mate for a long time, but she has yet to appear.

Be Patient, It's been what? Two months since our eighteenth birthday? Dean, my wolf, said as if he isn't in a hurry as I am. He is extremely annoying since he is continuously reading my thoughts.

I normally don't like it when someone interrupts me while I'm speaking, but because Bryce is my childhood Bestfriend, I don't mind.

It doesn't mean he can talk to me in front of the pack as he talks to me privately; otherwise, Pack members would believe I'm a weak laughable Alpha who lets anybody trash him.

I got on my motorcycle and rode to school. Dean is now unfazed whenever I bring up my mate.

Here we go again. I parked in the Hillway high parking lot, got off the motorcycle, and followed Bryce and his mate Alice, as well as Martin, my beta, and his mate Amber.

I can see the eager gazes of the she-wolves and human girls as we entered the school. All these years, I've avoided all the passionate and hungry stares directed at me because I want to save everything for my mate.

The doorbell rang. My first class is with Martin.

I went to my desk in the middle of the class, just as Mr Helton entered and began presenting the lesson, which I didn't understand at all.