Alpha's Hated Mate novel Chapter 4

ALPHA'S HATED MATE

Camilla's POV

Today is the day! I've been waiting for today for what seems like forever but standing here in my uniform I know it’s real. My uniform, You can tell it was bought by Ryan just by looking at how loosely it sits on me.

Where the skirt ends, socks begin. It reaches right above my knees but I like it. I like comfortable clothing and this is very comfy compared to the little skin tight skirts I see most girls wearing. My hair is fixed into a very neat bun.

“Princessa Venga!” I hear my brother Ryan yell from downstairs. I take one last look at myself in the mirror before heading downstairs.

Taking my last step on the staircase, I glance at him, “Sorry, I couldn't find my notepad.”

He nods, waving my apology off. “Okay the school bus will be here in a few minutes.”

“The sc... sch.. school bus?” I stutter. I don’t know when it started that I began stuttering but it has become a part of me. I wasn’t always this mess but it’s better than the chaos I was so I’ll take it and embrace it along with everything that comes with it because I deserve it.

It’s my atonement.

“Would you rather your big brother drive you?” My head shakes quicker than I can say ‘NO’.

He chuckles, his hand coming to his mouth, “I admit that hurt a little. But it's okay, I have an errand to run but if anything happens, call me. You have your phone with you right? ”

“Yes.”

“Mwah.” He kisses my forehead. “Have a great day, I will pick you up.”

“No it's fine, I will use the bus today.” I smile. “Have a great day at work.”

I go outside to the bus stop, running in case the bus leaves without me. I find Cindy, Bryant, Nina, Gigi, Nissa and Nicolas waiting on the bus.

Bryant can drive his car to school so I don't understand why he's here. Cindy eyes me up and down, slowly before she smiles, “Milla. You look err good.” Her comment is making everyone laugh slightly.

The bus arrived three minutes later. I grabbed a seat next to Nicolas. One thing I noticed was it was full of Wolf's, Vampires, a few Witches and three hybrids with an odd number of Humans. Nicolas has been teasing me since I sat down, but it's harmless.

He nudges my shoulder and looks around as if he is about to tell me a secret, “Look, I am just saying that people are different there. High School isn't for the faint hearted.”

I am intrigued now, matching his hush tone I gulp, “What do you mean?”

“You will see. Just hold your head high and don't stutter.” He warns.

“I don't Stu-stutter.”

Damn it Camilla, trying to prove a point and you prove him right.

He smirks at me, “Good luck sunshine.” He winks getting off.

I glance at my wrist, 7:05 am. Alas, Winter Bloom Academy! It took us exactly twenty minutes to arrive here from Hilricon Academy, where Nicolas disembarked.

With the help of a not so helpful Nissa, making my way to the principal's office, I hear she's from Alpha Adrian's pack so she must be a tough cookie for sure.

The door is open and she gestures for me to come inside. I admit she’s younger than I anticipated, she’s wearing a pink dress, her coffee mug sits on her desk, there is a portrait of her next to it, she looks good in the picture. The smile lines on her face glistening, is she as happy as her picture looks or she’s telling a lie on her images.

“Camilla Mia Burton?”

I flicker my eyes from her picture to her and I nod, afraid If I speak, I might stutter.

She nods, gesturing to the empty seat, “Any relation to Alpha Ryan Burton? ”

Okay so she’s not going to waste time interrogating me, total power move. I see why she runs the school. “Yes, he is my brother.” I say each word slowly to ensure I don't stutter, even if I get annoyed by my stuttering.

“Well so it’s you. I’m not sure I can be as oblivious as Sheryl asked but I will enjoy this for sure.” She mumbles to herself but I catch every word of it. What does she mean she can’t be oblivious like Sheryl asked?

She looks at the file on her desk and smiles, while quickly goes through it when she finds the paper she's looking for. She smiles again, widely. She seems happy, and I’m sure it’s not because of me. “I have seen your records, you're an amazing student, we're glad you're finally joining us physically. Here is your schedule you're in room 302.” She grins.

I hesitantly take the paper from her, my eyes cast to the floor as I do so. “Thank you, how will I know where it is?”

“You won't miss it even if you try.” She chuckles.