Her Passion 5

Ava's POV:

I could already feel the tugging in my chest, the tugging that a wolf like me would feel when separated from his mate for an extended period of time. Separation was never nice, I'd heard, and of the one rouge couple I'd met in my travels, they'd said that you could never feel whole unless you were with them. I didn't like the feeling, but I'd rather put up with it than have him break my heart again.

It had only been three days, but it felt like a lifetime had passed, the way my she-wolf howled and whimpered because of the way we'd been treated, and yet she longed to be loved and accepted by the one we were meant to be with.

I sighed and rubbed my hands over my face. I sat in the middle of my small flat and felt my breath come out in short, sharp puffs as I thought about the boy who kept popping into my mind. I hadn't even been able to see him properly, only that his hazel eyes haunted my dreams and nightmares whether I was awake or asleep.

I shook my head, I'd never felt so weak and out of control, and I cursed the bastard who made me feel that way. As if I even wanted to be with him, why would I want anything to do with a pack that took pleasure in bullying a young girl who was trying to keep to herself? It was disgusting, and I couldn't believe that their alpha had allowed this to happen, but then I knew he was an idiot.

I got up and stormed into the shower, I'd had enough time to lick my wounds and it was time I faced my problems again. I'd just ignore him, I could do that, I thought as I put on a determined face before getting ready for bed. I'd just tune him out as if he didn't exist.

The next morning, I reluctantly got ready for school, fixed my thick, raven hair, and bit my lip nervously as I stared at my reflection in the mirror. All my determination seemed to have disappeared in my sleep last night, because I felt nothing but nervousness.

I felt nothing but nervousness when I thought about the day ahead of me. I decided to dress simply today, and slipped into a grey pleated skirt that hugged my hips and flared at mid-thigh. I paired it with a black tank top and a loose cardigan, I was no slouch, just wolves tended to run when it was hot, which meant that thick or lots of clothing could become extremely uncomfortable. The last thing I wanted to add to my list of problems was heat stroke in the middle of the day, although I thought of some who'd probably love to dance on my grave. I shuddered at that depressing thought, glorious.

I snorted to myself and slipped into my scuffed Converse before grabbing my bag and my music, I'd a terrible day ahead of me and I wasn't exactly ready to go. I threw my lunch in my bag, because I wasn't going to settle for going to the cafeteria, and grabbed my keys and phone before heading to the bus stop.

The ride was... irritating to say the least, the looks I was getting and the whispers were enough to ruin my day. It wasn't until my phone beeped that I frowned and fumbled for it, my eyebrows raising when I realised it was from my brother.

'Hey L, will you be back in two days today?'

I fretted as I read the message, I couldn't believe I'd missed him yesterday. That was the only excuse he'd for texting me, I mean, he must've known I was at his school now, and all I could do was shake my head as I realised how fast news seems to travel.

'Surprisingly yes, c u there bro.'

Was my short reply before putting my phone away. The ride was almost over and I felt my hands start to shake with nervousness as I tried to steady them. I hated how he could affect me like that, I didn't even know his name for crying out loud, and now I was practically shaking as I tried to calm my nerves before anyone could see that I was weak.

As soon as the bus stopped, I waited again for the other rouges to get off, the human in them practically fanning themselves as they stared outside at the male wolves running around. It was no secret that we were generally a good looking breed, though each of us had our own unique look.

As I exited, I inhaled while smelling my hair, feeling a frown form on my lips as I took in the scent of my so-called mate. My wolf purred with pleasure, but I couldn't take it this early, so I raced quickly and unobtrusively to school, making sure to miss him on the way to my first class, God, I felt like a coward.

The first thing I noticed when I arrived in English was the looks I was getting, it puzzled me what reactions I was eliciting from them. Some looked at me with pity or compassion, I hated pity, while others looked at me with awe, confusion, jealousy...ok, so what?

I grunted, I know how ladylike, as I made my way to the back corner before putting my things down and glaring at the teacher who seemed to be staring at me nervously. What was it with everyone staring at me like that?

"If you don't want to feel something like bones breaking, I suggest you look the hell away," I snorted after suffering through it for 10 minutes, and was pleased when they flinched and quickly averted their gazes. I couldn't help but grin and roll my eyes, they didn't even know I could transform and I scared the crap out of them. I would have thought they were pathetic if I hadn't found it so damn amusing.

As everyone seemed to enter the room, thankfully keeping to themselves, I felt my back straighten as I imperceptibly caught a familiar scent. I had smelled it before, I knew I had, but I couldn't place it until my eyes fell on a pair of baby blues as they entered the room.

"Levi? Or Leo?" I called out, not caring that I was getting weird looks or that the students near me were wincing at my sudden tone.

I watched as he quickly scanned me, and the other boys standing next to him did the same before quickly averting their gaze, but there was no mistaking the way their eyes widened in realisation. Idiots! I could tell they were most likely the idiots from the other day, my mates' so-called buddies. Simply glorious.

"A?" he asked, stunned, as if I wasn't sitting directly across from him.

"Obviously, how many other girls do you have screaming your name?" I teased, which made him blush, it had been so long since I had seen my brother again. If I had not remembered the extremely familiar feeling, I never would have known it was him, how could I when I was kicked out so young.

"Anyway A, how are you?" he asked as he made his way over to me, it wasn't lost on me that the two boys followed him and sat down on the table in front of me as they did. I rolled my eyes, very protective.

"Well, you know..." I replied dismissively with a wave of my hand, he didn't seem to like it, but he remained quiet. "You?" I asked curiously, it was clear that he belonged to a pack.

"Oh, I mated," he beamed happily, I kept my face expressionless except for a slightly forced smile as I felt jealousy flare up inside me. He seemed to notice, and guilt flashed across his face, but I quickly replied that he had no reason to feel guilty.

"Really, so tell me about her. It's a she, right?" I asked seriously, trying to keep the mirth out of my tone. I heard one of the guys in front of me snort and roll his eyes.
I smirked at Levi's puzzled expression. It was strange how well we seemed to get along when we had just met.

"I am not gay!" he shouted a little louder than he probably expected, and the class fell silent as everyone turned to stare at him.

"I never said you were," I sang as I pulled out my notebook and pen, a smile on my lips as he blushed at my remark.

"Anyway, her name is Harper and..." he broke off, and my grin didn't leave my face as he explained how they had met and talked vividly about it. She seemed like a nice girl, and I quickly accepted his offer to meet her at lunch. I might be a rouge, but he was still my brother, and I was curious about his life.

"Ava..." said Levi cautiously, looking at me with a look I knew I wouldn't like whatever he was going to say. I squinted, and the use of my full name only reinforced my suspicion that I was in for the worst.

"What?" I asked bluntly, keeping my tone flat so as not to hurt my feelings.

I knew, I just knew, that this was going to be about my idiot of a mate, and when he opened his mouth, my train of thought was confirmed...

"Just give him a chance Ava, he's a really nice guy when you get to know him." Leo pleaded, and honestly I knew he just wanted to get rid of his so called alpha.

"If you think he's so nice, then date him," I taunted as I looked ahead, I couldn't believe he mentioned that shithead. My wolf begged me to listen to him, find my mate and submit to him. I scoffed at my thoughts as if that's what I was doing. He may have hurt me deeply, but aside from that, I tried to keep my feelings under wraps. I had managed to do that over the years, but just the thought of his deep hazel eyes made me want to either melt or punch something.

I could hear the two of them mocking in front of me, and the fact that they were not even trying to hide the fact that they were eavesdropping only made me angrier. I closed my eyes; The last thing I wanted was for someone to catch a glimpse of my dangerously flashing eyes.

"Please Ava, he was not himself," Leo muttered, trying to lower his voice as he realised he had angered me with his comment. I felt my hands tighten and loosen under the table and took a deep breath.

'Ava, you can not go crazy here...' my wolf said.

"I don't care how the cunt feels," I hissed through clenched teeth, opening my now clear eyes as I hit the table before wincing slightly as a couple of fists hit my desk.
Looking up I saw a blazing pair of blue eyes, my face remained blank as whoever it was stared in my direction. I grinned, it had nothing to do with him, so why was he interfering.

"Benjamin, leave it," I heard Levi/Leo warn, it was supposed to be so quiet I couldn't hear it, but hey, they still didn't know I was a shifter, so I kept my face expressionless, like I hadn't even seen their lips move.

"Why would I? She may be your sister, but she's a selfish bitch," he hissed angrily, I got the impression he didn't get along well with Rouges. I tilted my head to the side, I doubt he realised he'd raised his voice and some of the closer students looked in his direction. I could see they were shocked and sighed.

"I heard the bell ring and quickly grabbed my things and left the class before I did anything that would give me away.

It was hard enough to hide my smell when I was angry too. I left the class with a scowl and saw my jerk of a mate in my field of vision as my anger and resentment continued to consume me....What had I done to deserve this bad luck?