I am the Unwanted Mate

Quinnie

I tugged Jaxson along with me as we headed to our next class after that embarrassing encounter with the Blockhead.

Yeah, I called him that. Because that's exactly what he is. A Blockhead with a capital B.

My mind involuntarily drifted back to the party, and a pang of heartache surged through me as I thought about him and how he pushed me away.

I thought mates were supposed to love each other...

Shaking my head, I tried to focus my attention on the thermodynamics problem in front of me.

"Okay, so when the standard value of the equilibrium constant is positive... The standard Gibbs free energy becomes negative because it is -2.303RTlogK-"

"Pssssshhh, Quinn," someone nudged me from behind, and I brushed him off, knowing it was Jax.

I resumed working on the problem at hand when he poked me again, this time with a pencil.

I glanced back at him and hissed, gesturing for him to be quiet.

He jutted out his bottom lip and gave me a puppy dog look.

I wanted to burst into laughter, but I settled on giving him a stern look. He widened his eyes, and they started to dramatically glisten.

I snorted.

What a drama queen.

Ignoring his antics, I continued working on my question paper when a slip of paper landed on my leg, causing me to gasp.

Did he just pass me a cheat sheet?

Doesn't he realize we have a test going on? What if someone saw this?

Panicking, I decided to pick up the paper and throw it away, but it was too late. My teacher snatched it away from my lap.

Pray to the holy mother of macaroons.

I screeched and leaped to retrieve it, but he raised his hand, and, well, my 5'6 height was no match for my teacher's towering 6'3 frame.

Seriously, 6'3? Did he inhale steroids or something?

Eventually, I gave up my futile attempts to reach for the paper and huffed in frustration. He smirked triumphantly at me.

"Well, well, well," he said. "Looks like Ms. Ackerman has something interesting for all of us." He opened the paper and cleared his throat.

No, he wouldn't...

"Dear Quinn,

I know you're upset with me for rejecting you last night. But you need to understand, baby, the neighbors have started complaining. They say they can't handle the noise anymore.

Our love must be too loud for this world, honey.

I promise you, I'll find a world that accepts us and our loudness, just as we are.

Until then, please forgive me.

Yours truly,

Caspar the Friendly Ghost."

My eyes widened, and a deep blush spread across my cheeks as I read the contents of the note.

Oh god.

"Hmmm," the teacher remarked, "looks like a love letter to me. You may proceed to take your exam."

He turned to me, an amused glimmer in his eyes and a mock frown on his face. "And Ms. Ackerman, I would advise you to save your lover's quarrels outside my class. I mean, I know this is a chemistry class, but this is taking it a bit too far."

Needless to say, I received a detention slip as well.

Fuck my life.

...

"Awwww, come on! Don't be like that!" Jax whined, but I continued to ignore him and briskly walked out of the room.

He jogged, almost ran, to keep up with me, and I couldn't help but smirk internally.

You see, Jax is human, and being a werewolf, I'm much faster than him.

"Hey! S-Stop!" He pleaded, panting as he caught up with me. "Why are you so angry with me?"

I came to an abrupt halt, seething with frustration.

"What do you mean? Why am I mad? How can you expect me not to be mad, huh? I have EVERY RIGHT to be mad at you!" I snapped. "You caused a scene out there! What was the need for that, huh? Do you realize how embarrassed I was? That note sounded so inappropriate. And not everyone out there probably thinks I'm some sort of sex-starved slut!"

I finished my tirade, breathing heavily, and looked up.

Jax's face had paled, and he wore an expression of hurt.

Regret washed over me instantaneously.

He hung his head low and mumbled, "I'm sorry, Quinn..."

My eyes softened, and I opened my mouth to say something, but he stopped me.

"It's just that..." He started, kicking a stone along the path with his foot, his head still down. "You weren't acting like yourself today. You looked so sad. I didn't... I didn't like seeing you that way. I-I'm sorry for what I did. I just wanted to make you laugh. And... and I thought it would be good-"

I cut him off with a tight hug, wrapping my arms around his torso and burying my face in his chest.

"Shhhh," I comforted. "Don't say anything more. Quinn loves you!"

He stood frozen for a second before relaxing and reciprocating the embrace, wrapping his arms around me too.

Chuckling softly, he said, "I know, Quinn-Bear. Jax loves you too."

He kissed the top of my head, and I closed my eyes, a smile spreading across my face.

...

Detentions can't be that bad, right?

Well, that's what I thought as I entered the room.

But then I saw the blockhead sitting there too. At first, my stomach fluttered at the sight of him, and I scolded myself for reacting to his presence so strongly.

However, when I looked around, I realized he wasn't alone after all.

His arm was wrapped around a blonde who was practically sucking his neck off.

My heart stopped, and the once-fluttering butterflies felt like they died a merciless death. The excitement I had felt earlier turned into a deep sense of hurt when I saw him with her. My stomach dropped, and a profound pain filled my chest. The wolf I could no longer feel suddenly howled in agony inside me, and I felt numb.

For some reason, I couldn't tear my eyes away from them.

This morning, I had cursed him and despised him with all my might. And now, here I was, feeling hurt and envious of him. How ironic, huh?

He must have noticed my presence because he lifted his head and smirked.

I ignored him, refusing to dwell on how devilishly gorgeous that smirk was, and looked away.

The last thing I wanted was to make him think I was jealous.

Because I wasn't. I was just territorial.

He's my mate, and I have every right to feel that way. But whatever. Screw it.

And how were the teachers allowing them to engage in such behavior during class anyway?

Oh, right. There was no teacher in detention.

Yay, high school.

They were occupying the last row, so I decided to sit in the front row. The farther, the better.

Even though I hated sitting in the front. It made me feel like everyone at the back was staring at me, and that always creeped me out.

I was about to take my seat when the classroom door swung open, and the great Jaxson walked in with a triumphant look on his face.

"GUESS WHO'S GONNA KEEP YOU COMPANY, Quinn-BEAR?" He exclaimed with excitement and hugged me tightly.

Only he could be happy about getting detention, I thought, laughing.

I hugged him back, momentarily feeling a sense of happiness before a loud growl echoed in the room. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw the Blockhead giving Jax a murderous glare.

Oh god. It was only the first minute of detention, and I had already managed to anger the Blockhead. Who knows what will happen in the next 59 minutes...