My Miracle ALPHA SWEETLOVE

Glancing over the very edge of my big, toasty blanket, I cast a longing glance at the broken remnants of my once perfectly working alarm clock. Over the many years I attended school, it had proven to be quite helpful, but today marked the start of summer break and the end of the incredibly arduous four years of high school. Everyone didn't enjoy high school, but the few humans among the arrogant wolves most definitely didn't.

Freedom at last! It was the first day of summer vacation after four agonizingly long years of high school, full of conceited werewolves who believed they were superior to the relatively small number of human classmates. I spent the entire day curled up in bed beneath my cozy blankets, making the most of this day.

I could hear my mother furiously arguing with my father, telling him how foolish it was of me to decide to go to college so far away from home, where neither she nor my father could be there to support me. The greatest school to pursue my dream of becoming a psychiatrist was located in a different pack, quite close to the free state boundary. I wanted to practice in the free state after ten exhausting years of post-secondary education because I believed it to be one of the few locations on Earth where wolves did not dominate. Despite being a pessimist, my mom didn't comprehend that I would ever receive permission from our alpha to remain in the free state. She thought it would be unrealistic for him to allow me to leave pack territory after graduation. Although Alpha generally kept unmated girls in check, particularly if we were humans, he was unable to ignore my great potential because I had consistently performed better academically than other children. This summer, I was going to be quiet. I had made it very obvious to my parents that I intended to enjoy this time with my family and close friends and then never return.

The impending mating ball was the one thing keeping me from savoring my two months of leisure. Alaricus Knight held the mating ball at his castle, which was somewhat unusual because Knight wasn't particularly social and avoided social situations, which added to the lengthy list of reasons he was referred to as a beast. As implied by the name, the mating ball is a gathering where single humans and wolves from the territories meet to find partners. Since I was seventeen, I had to go.

My mother threw open my door without warning, her curly hair flying up, her green eyes blazing, and her delicate nostrils flashing with rage. She was angry, of course, and I was to blame, as usual. Back then, my father understood better than to enrage her. My dad's head tucked in somewhat from the entrance, and he plodded in with a sheepish smile upon realizing he had been caught.

"Have you even decided what you want to wear to the ball yet?" Mom insisted.

"No." I spoke gently, anxiously biting my bottom lip.

"But me and Marina were planning to go shopping today." I quickly clarified as I saw her little, delicate nose start to flush with rage. I was relieved that my response seemed to placate my mother for the time being, even though I knew I would be dead if I didn't receive a dress today.

"Can I trust you to get this done on your own?" My mother asks me with a suspicious look in her eyes, as if to get me to break and beg to go with her, but this time I would resist the urge.

"Yes, I promise mom, I can do this on my own." I answer, trying not to avert my gaze from her question. I was going to miss them, but maybe some time apart would help my parents ease their transition? A tiny smile pinches at the edges of her lips, lighting up her entire face as I watch enviously. The wolves became much more interested in the unmated child, regardless of age, living in the house. My parents would welcome a little time away from the spotlight after living under the wolves' constant surveillance for their entire lives.

"My little baby is growing up so fast." My father replied, coming to sit next to me, his voice shaking a little.

"Oh, please, not once more." I'll make you go ball gown shopping with your daughter if you cry any more, I swear." My dad's eyes widened as my mom threatened, knowing full well that she always kept her word.

I'd shoved my dad and mom out of my room after they'd finished cleaning it all up, and I was uncomfortably trying not to get in the way so I could get ready to go shopping.

I'd never been good at taking quick showers, but luckily Marina was running late. I hurriedly dried my hair, put on a light-colored sweater and dark trousers, and then I was early. I stumbled down the stairs, kissed my parents' cheeks, and hurried out the door.

My mother hated it when I played with my phone while waiting for my friend on the porch. I would throw it up and catch it, and my hand-eye coordination wasn't exactly perfect. I gave up and huffed as my phone fell into my lap. As I looked up, I noticed that our poor neighbor was getting closer. He was a pack fighter, just like all the other prominent pack members whom the unmated ladies adored. Sadly, it appeared like he was enjoying the fact that I wasn't trying to get his attention. I had a very low human ranking, so I would be severely punished for showing him disrespect. It would also be disrespectful to just turn down his approach. This is just one of the several terrible laws that people have to abide by.

His canines were showing as he grinned at me, attempting to be kind, but I couldn't help but squirm at the thought of how close being to a girl had clearly gotten his wolf a little pleased. Fortunately, though, my companion arrived in her adorable little blue car with loud beeping before I had to put up with the awkward small conversation. I pretended not to hear him call out for me as I sprinted by him to my friend's car, sending him an apologetic smile.