'This cannot be real,' I groaned standing outside the male Omega's only side of the locker room of the gym. 

I glared at the red, "Out of order," sign.

This was the last class of the day, and I had been keeping a low profile. So why the hell was Karma biting me in the ass with this mess.

I saw the message written with horrible handwriting that I had to use the locker room for the Alpha/Beta's while the bathroom was out of order. Unfortunately that meant I would have to see him. Damien Callwell. I felt myself lowly growl at just the thought of him. After embarassing me earlier this morning, I had been avoiding him despite the fact we had 4/7 classes I had together. Gym was the last one we had together. I would love to skip class, but I knew if I did my father would kill me.

I was being forced to actually be near that asshole. Today was totally not working in my favor. Like wtf? Should I just skip class and deal with the repercussions later? Maybe I can get papa to butter dad up, I thought entertaining the idea again as I nibbled my finger nails.

I cupped my forhead in frustrastion as I squeezed my eyes shut. 'This is gonna be a shit show!' I thought as I stomped my foot in frustration and crossed my arms with a pout. 

"Well, isn't that cute," a deep, amoused voice said behind me with a chuckle. 

'Oh my gosh!' I shrieked, my eyes widening in shock as I clutched my heart in shock. I knew that voice. I loved that voice. I have dreamed of that voice so many times in some of the best wet dreams to that voice.

I slowly turned around, feeling my heart rate increase as my cheeks turned beet red.  The sight of him leaning against the wall casually caused for my breath to hitch as I met his sapphire green eyes.

 

Mitch Callwell. His resemblance to Ian Somerholder had me in a chokehold, considering he had been my tween crush in my younger years. The only difference was Mitch was 6'2, with smooth black hair with fringes covering his forhead and a fade on the sides of his head. He was wearing an all black tracksuit that enhanced his pale skin, with a pair of track shoes on his feet. He looked extremely muscular as he crossed his arms across his chest, causing the material to strech across his pecks and the muscles in his arms to become accentuated. He grinned at me with a knowing smirk, his plump lips causing me to feel myself start to throb. 

"Like what you see, huh?" he asked amused.

I felt the dreamy haze crack as reality came crashing down.

"N-no I-I was just waiting to hear what y-you w-wanted to say," I stumbled across my words as I felt my whole body flush in embarassment. 

"You wanna know the good thing about us werewolves?" he asked amused as he pushed off the wall and approached me slowly, like a dangerous predator. I felt him circle me slowly, but I kept my eyes down in submission as my anxiety grew. "We have some of the most amazing senses. A lot of shifters do, sight and scent probably being our best.Being an alpha causes me to have an even more keen sense of smell, and I can tell just how turned on you are right now," he whispered seductively in my ear behind, me sounding amused.

"N-n-n-no," I shouted horrified, although my body betrayed me as it shivered in desire. Then I wanted to smack myself. I have always been able to hide my scent with no problem, but him suprising me had caught me completely off guard. Of course he could smell my excitement right now.

'My father would be disappointed,' I thought and I wanted to smack myself again. Now was not the time to even be worrying about that. I mean what the hell was I even thinking about that at a time like this?

"It's ok. You actually smell really good. I've never smelled such a sweet scent come from a wolf like this. It's actually extremely surprising considering it smells like my brothers room, he loves the smell of vanilla," he said as he slapped me on my back lightly laughing my embarassment off. 

I groaned. No point in addressing something obvious at this point. However, the thought of his brother caused my stomach to turn sour and it must've radiated off me, because he immediately stopped laughing and looked at me in curiosity.

"You ok?"

"I'm ok, but your brothers an ass. If he had half the brain cells as you do, he would actually be a pretty decent human being. Parading around he will be next alpha with an attitude like that tells me he will be a pretty shitty one, and I'll jump ship before he gets me killed with his shitty views," I thought, as I rolled my eyes, turning to head to the alpha/beta locker room.

The roar of laughter behind me caught me off guard as I turned to look at Mitch wide-eyed. He was bent over in tears of laughter, holding his stomach as he started heaving. "I have never heard someone have the guts to say that about my brother out loud. People are usually trying to suck up and kiss his ass since he loves to tell people he will be the next alpha," he said amused.

I looked at him crazily until it dawned on me. Oh. My. Gosh. "D-did I say that out loud?" I asked timidly. 

He looked at me with a smirk on his face. Then he stopped and looked, I mean really look at me. I watched as his gaze slowly took me in from head to toe, a hint of desire was released through his phermones and pooling in his green eyes. My body instantly reacted, the tightening in the front of my pants causing me to shift my legs as I put my bag in front of me in embarassment.

"Your actually pretty cute. Have we met before?" he asked curiosity in his voice. 

I stared at him, deadpan. 'Are you fucking kidding me? Have I been so invisible he don't remember seeing me at all?' I thought incrediously. 

"Hello?" 

I blinked. "Um... yeah we attended middle school together as well. We actually had 7th and 8th grade classes together."

"No, I would've remembered someone like you. Your totally my type," he said deadpan.

I looked at him shocked. No words. I mean puberty had definitely done my body good, but not much had changed about me. I mean I looked the same despite a slight growth spurt and longer hair. Thank God for face products because the pubescent acne phase had definitely not been in my favor, but besides that I looked the same.

I nodded slowly, knowing not to look him directly in the eyes but raising them slightly. "I understand if you don't remember me, I'm not anyone important or recognizable but yes we have been in the same classes before. My dad is actually Beta Alaric. I've came by the pack house a few times to help in the kitchen a few times with my papa too, and we have seen each other in passing."

"Really?" he asked incredously looking at me again. What did he think looking at me a closer again a second time would change? I wanted to role my eyes again. I was extremely embarassed. The man was doing damage to my pride.

"Hey! What the hell is taking you so long? Coach is looking for you?" a frustrated deep voice I absolutely hated growled behind me.

I instantly covered my phermones and bowed my head, cowering into myself to appear smaller as I tried to step from in between the two brothers.

 

"Sorry, coach told me to come get the omega kids and bring them to the locker room. Apparently theirs are out of order," he said hooking a thumb over his shoulder pointing to the sign.

Tsk. "So it takes you this long? Hurry so we can get this over with. It will be a good warm up for football practice later," he said ignoring my presence. 'Thank you,' I thought to God as I slowly shuffled to get past the brothers. 

Mitch laughed his brothers annoyance off. He approached me throwing an arm over my shoulder, knocking me off balance, causing me to release a surprised yelp, as he pulled me to his side. "I was just her talking to...." he trailed off with a stupefied expression, before turning his eyes to me.

"Whats your name? Sorry I didn't ask before," he asked with an apologetic expression on his face. 

"H-Hinata Chan," I whispered my anxiety starting to rise. I loved Mitch, but his brother was releasing dangerous phermones causing the wolf in me to shift uncomfortably. I tilted my head and exposed my neck in submission. 

"Hey, I don't give a fuck about that weak piece of shit twinky," he growled menacingly. I immediately shifted further into Mitch chess, the scent of cinnamon wafting through my nostrils as I released a light whine with my eyes close. "Get your ass on the track and let's go. I don't give a fuck what his name is, or what he has going on. It shouldn't take 15 minutes for something that should be completed in one."

"Damien," Mitch growled. The amber eyes of his wolf taking over his face. "Relax your phermones, or I will help you relax them myself." 

Damien growled at the challenge, his own amber eyes with a tinted red leaking through as he faced off with his brother with a threatening stance.

"HEY! CALM DOWN!" Coach Sims shouted as he approached us with a stern expression. "Damien relax your phermones are stinking the whole building, the females in the locker room over are being affected and I'm getting complaints."

Damien growled at his brother one more time, before reeling in his phermones. Mitch did the same, the scent of cinnamon slowly wafting away.

 

I released the breath I didn't even know I had been holding, causing me to hyperventilate.

"Hey, are you ok Hinata?" Coach Sims asked concerned. He was a beta so he couldn't feel it, but having the power of two strong alphas release such strong phermones in such a close proximity caused my body to feel weak and my skin was wet and clammy. I felt extremely nervous and my skin was itchy. Then I felt it.

"Ugh," I groaned as my body slammed onto the floor. 'Oh no,' I thought anxiously. My father really is going to kill me this time. I hurriedly pulled my shirt off as the popping of my bones caused me to cry out in pain. I had been shifting since I was ten, but it doesn't erase the fact that there is a moment of pain as my bones shifted into my wolf. The popping sounds of my bones cracking are the only thing I can hear.

"No fucking way!" Coach Sims exclaimed shocked.

One minute I was standing on two feet, and the next I was standing on four paws.

"He shouldn't be able to do that," Damien said with disbelief in his voice.

"I've never seen a fully white wolf before. He's beautiful," Mitch whispered in awe. He was 18 in october and it was no secret most wolves had a tuft of more than two colors in their fur. His wolves coat was fully black but even he had a tuff of white fur on his stomach, while his brother was also fully black but had a tuft of it on his paws. Whatever Hinata was, it came from a pure bloodline. Maybe even royalty.

His eyes shifted again to the whining wolf with its tail tucked between it's legs, looking around anxiously at the two alphas. Looking for an escape.

"I'm gonna have to call his parents," Coach said sighing.

Hinata's wolf ears perked up and he released a distressed whine.

"This is fucking impossible! He shouldn't be able to do that. Shift back right now," Damien growled using his alpha tone. 

Hinata whimpered even more furiously before turning and running away down the hall leaving his clothes and bookbag behind. 

"I've never seen a dominant omega before. Especially one who can defy an alpha's command," Coach Sims said in wonderment.

I had never met one either. Especially not one with such a sexy body that had been exposed before he shifted. 
I licked my lips lightly remembering the pale pink nipples, causing me to read my suddenly tight shorts with a smirk. I was use to male and females throwing themselves at me. I never had to go out ot my way to seek any sexual partners or attention. People wanted to get close to my family name from the money to the status that came with it. No one had ever gotten the chance to really get close to me, probably because no one had actually ever interested me before.  However, Hinata Chan had definitely caught my attention I thought with a smirk.