I know that I need to calm myself down. But its getting hard. My patience is getting thinner and thinner every seconds.

I can't help to wonder on why I am in this situation., again. It seems that every fucking time I go out, this always happen. How fucking fantastic is that! Ugh!

And honestly I don't even go out of the house very often. I am homeschooled since forever, and I don't have any friends. I even have a lot of body guards wherever I go that scare away anyone who come near me. I know my life suck, but I can't help it. Being the only son of Don Ramirez, a very powerful and influential Mafia Leader in Italy can give that kind of life to you.

That must be also the reason on why I'm here in an abandoned warehouse, tied up and gagged.

God! People never cease to amaze me, they might be from different crowd but they all think the same. The scenario, and their methods are all the same and truthfully I'm becoming irritated of this. I'm hungry and thirsty, not to add that I feel dirty and itchy. I want to eat, take a bath and pee. God!!

And my fucking kidnappers have the guts to act like they are big shots as they boast around, laughing and leisurely chatting with each other, while they are waiting to the right time for the exchange that will going to happen any minute now with my father. How lucky!! The bastards kidnapped me for one hundred million dollar ransom. How cliché!

"Hey! Do you think its a good idea. I know we need money but he's still a Ramirez, you know." A young blond man ask their leader Luis, if I'm not mistaken. Oh look at that, it seems that this guy is not stupid like the others.

"Shut your trap Ricardo! Even if his father is a Ramirez, this twink is still his son so I know for sure that he will give the money!"

Twink?

The bastard just called me what?!

I'm not mishearing anything, right?

"But man, is this guy really a Ramirez? I've seen his old man and the guy is so fucking scary!"

"Hmn, now that you ask that..."

All of a sudden several pair of eyes glance my way. They study me for a while making me uncomfortable.

"He is rather pretty for a boy, no?"

I felt my left eye twitch and my hands started to shake.

"Yeah, and pretty scrawny too,"

Okay, I just need to take a breath calmly. No need to be grumpy..

One..

Two...

"Oh with that body and ***..., he is 100% definitely a twink."

Snap..

They don't even saw it coming. But after that last statement, it seems that any remaining patience that left in me suddenly vanish. In just a second I loosened my bounded hands and feet, and removed my gag. The guy who is near me is the most pitiful, I stab his neck with a sharp wood then like a rag doll his body just drop down the floor - already dead.

The next thing I knew, bullets are flying around me. But unfortunately they can't even land any single bullet. I move so fast that the bullets never graze me. I strike them one by one, attacking them precisely with the intent to kill. After a couple of minute all of their bodies are lying on the ground, lifeless. No one survive.

"Can't you even wait for a fucking minute?" A gruff voice suddenly growled.

"You lot are so fucking slow! I can't wait any longer!"

On the entrance, several men entered the place. They were all tall and muscled, and all of them are wearing expensive black suit. I snort, how original!

"Young master, sorry for the wait. Your father is waiting for you." His personal bodyguard Matthew said.

"Okay, gee thank God! I can't wait to go home. This place is so fucking dirty!" I whine as I make my way out, "And Isaac, can you burn this place down, destroy any remaining evidence and dispose the body on however you see fit." I coldly told him, my voice was void by any kind of emotion.

"Yes, young master." Isaac said with a sadistic smile on his lips. I know that he is planning something and by the way he eyed the corpses, it won't be pretty.

As I step out of the place, I let out a heavy sigh. Cursing my life and praying to the gods that it would be the last time that I kill someone. But I know that its impossible. As Kimmton Ramirez the sole successor of the La Morte Group I don't have any choice but to live the life that is chosen for me. How pathetic is that.. Sigh..

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"What?!"

"How many times do I have to tell you Kim?!"

"But papa! America?! Really, are you fucking out of your mind?! There is no way in hell that I am going?!" I huffed at my father as I crossed my arm at my chest. I can't believe him! I know, I understand him. But sometimes his love for me overshadowed his ability to see through things.

You see after the incident my father dearest just dropped that news to me. Apparently he can't see me going through that again and again, and he is set to shipped me to another country. His adamant that I am his little boy and its not good for my innocence to be completely soiled.

Innocence my ***!!

And I just knew that wherever this 'new home' that he passionately saying is somewhere I would never wish to set foot on. And I am sure, no definitely 100% sure that it will be much worse than what my current house is! Knowing my dad it is absolutely possible!

What if my dad locked me in a tower far away from other people so that no one can kidnap me again. Or maybe an island far from the main city.

Ugh.. Just thinking about it make me shiver in fear. There is no fucking way that I would let that happen to me! Over my dead body!!

"Figlio, you don't have any say on this. You are going to America next week and that's final! And no, don't give me that look. Your flight has been set, even your place where you are staying. God! You are even enrolled in this good school there...."

Wait. What?!

School!

Okay, that is something differently...good?? Probably...

"You're letting me go to school?!" I whisper yelled at my father as I abruptly stand from the chair that I am sitting.

"Yeah, it seems that you need to go to school if you are staying there for a long period of time."

Wow.

I can't believe it. I can finally go to school. It has been my dream since I'm little and I almost want to cry from the extreme happiness that I'm feeling right now.

"Hmn, okay if that's what you really want dad I can't say no and either way America is a nice country." I exclaimed while I sit again to the expensive arm chair in front of father's table. My father just raise his brow at me but he never comment on how fast I change my mind.

I internally smile while my face remain stoic. Thanks Matthew for giving me a lesson about that. But God, I'm so excited right now that I can't wait till next week!

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"Is this the right place Matthew?" I ask, while watching the passing sceneries outside of the car. The whole place is nice. After the strenuous flight from Italy to here, I can say that its really a pain in the ***. Some rich people might love flying but I would never like it.

Ugh.. I truly hate travelling.

But after we passed some tall buildings, a lot of nice shops and restaurants I can't help to feel anxious again.

Because as I glance around I keep on seeing a lot of trees, trees and more fucking trees! What the heck! My dad must be planning to let me stay in the middle of forest away from civilization. Okay, stop thinking about that. It will just make me depressed. Just breath...

"We are here young master." Matthews voice said, waking me from my musings.

The car stops in front of a white mansion. It is big and nice but much more smaller compare to what I'm used to. The whole place is large and I can't even see the entrance gate from here. It seems that I do not notice passing it when we went inside. Hmn, but this house is actually pretty nice.

"Matthew, is this place far from school?"

"No young master, it is only a 15 minute drive. Tomorrow is your first day and we already got your supplies. It is a long day, you can take your rest now. There are many rooms upstairs, you can just take your pick."

"Okay,"

Even though I am excited for tomorrow I'm still feeling tired and sluggish. As I removed all of my clothes and lay in the bed I still can't shake the blissful happiness that I am feeling.

For once I can go out of the house, go to school and be normal. I can finally have friends. As my lips curve to a smile a total darkness consume my consciousness, lulling me in to a deep sleep.

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"Oh God, Chester what the ****?!" I yelled to the young blonde who is still snoring in the bed.

"Ugg, Deathon I am still sleeping. Can you just go, away!?"

I just gawk at him, the ****?!

"Hey, its already 7:30 and do you really have no idea what today is?! The **** dude! Its the first day of school man?!" I screeched at him.

It seems that does it 'cause his eyes just snap open and he stumbles to his bed and God!! That one is the most hilarious thing that I've ever witnessed.

Chester trips so many times while getting dressed and bump to a wall a few times while putting his things to his knapsacks. He even hit his head in the roof of my car when he hop in. And after breaking so many traffic rules we finally make it to the school in one piece at a breaking time. Thank God!

"Never again, I mean it!! I will never going to wake you up again!" I hissed at him angrily while getting out of the car, he just rolled his eyes at me.

He knows that I would never do that to him. I love him, he is my brother after all. And one of the living relative that I have. Our pack was attacked by rouges two years ago. My dad who is the alpha at that time died protecting the whole pack. My mom who is his mate can't handle the lost of his other half making her weak and after a month she also died living me and my two brothers. My older brother Trenton become the alpha, then he appointed me as his beta. Some of them disagree with this, saying that I am still too young for the responsibilities. But my brother Trenton told them than I am more capable than they gave me credit for. Well he is definitely right because after two years, our pack become more stronger and successful than before.

We grew larger in number, the warrior wolves become more stronger, and aside from that, the business that our pack have become more successful.

Oh, gee it seems that it come out as unbelievable and crazy. But unfortunately it is not. Me and my family, and some of the townsfolk are werewolves.

There are some humans but they never knew about us. We have this written rule given by the Higher Council of Supernaturals that we need to conceal our kind from the humans. We live in the shadows, and its not just us werewolves but also the vampires, fae, witches and warlocks too. We do it to protect the balance of this world, human nature being unconsciously greedy can become a big problem for us. They might exploit us and our abilities for their own gain. It is sad but true nonetheless.

Suddenly my senses assaulted by the most exotic smell, my wolf jump with joy and my skin tingles. Turning to its source, I saw a boy getting out from a - what the ****?! Is that a limo! You gotta be kidding me?! This suddenness seems to wake me up in whatever trance I am. Then I just stumble a little...

Oh ****..

No way!!

This person who is indeed a rich one who has a fucking limo and, a ****!! Is that a friggin butler?!! Is this for real?? Oh God I don't know anymore...

I mean the guy is my fucking mate!! Can you believe it!! And to my own horror he is a friggin' human!!!

The hell??!

I know right, it never happened before. And truthfully its starting to freak me out. Werewolves never mated to another species more so in humans. Their kind is much weaker, and they are vulnerable in any kind of attack. Being a mate of a werewolf, one's should have at least a strength in par with his mate. And me being a beta, and an Alpha's brother have a human mate?! I don't care if he's a male, same gender pairing is common among us it might startle me a little, but him as a human is so wrong in many levels.

Glancing towards him again. I become enthralled by his features. He is beyond beautiful, and I swear its not my wolf talking. He is truly beautiful, with his red hair with the same tint of blood that is a bit wavy framing his heart shaped face with big innocent stormy gray eyes framed by long dark lashes, a cute button nose and pouty pinkish lips. A lean small body with creamy ivory complexion that is wrapped by a white beater with a black hoodie. He is also a lot smaller than an average male, maybe around 5'5 or 5'6 with long shapely legs that is accented by his tight black skinny jeans. And that ***, hmn...how delectable. I almost groan out loud but I steadily compose my self.

"God! Is he new??" A voice to his side suddenly snap him to his inner fantasy. "Ugh, a new sexy meat?? Its so unfair that he is a human."

Turning his head, he catch Grey watching the new boy with lust. It arouse some emotion deep in him. And he see himself wanting to rip Grey's eyes out of its socket. The possessiveness that he felt for the new boy scared him.

"And I think coming to school in a limo will not make him accepted by the humans. God! He must be rich huh?! I so want him.." A shrilly voice said, and I'm not surprised to see Kara one of the slut of the pack eyeing the new student as one of her new toy.

"Just leave him alone. He is a human, and you guys know, we can never associate with them."

I exclaimed with finality, they answered me back with respect as they all dispersed to their own ways. And by reflex I turn my eye to his way, but I am shocked to see him looking at me.

Our gazes locked, and I felt the world stop. The air become so intense, and my wolf inside of me howl with excitement. But it suddenly stopped, someone bump to me making our bond break as well as our gazes. By the time I looked at him again he already disappeared in the mass of the students. I felt my wolf whimpered and my stomach tightened. But I squished it hard and shoved all of the growing emotion inside of me deeply within. I can't accept him as my mate, and it hurts. I know...

But I am Deathon Blackwood, the beta of Alpha Trenton Blackwood of the Black Forest Pack. And I can't have him by my side. I don't want him to suffer, and be killed the same way as my parents. If him being human can be as an excuse to not let him acknowledge me as his mate then so be it, if it can give him the safety that he needed. He is far too innocent to be tainted by my darkness. And it would kill me to see him get hurt because of me.

With this new ideas in my mind, I slowly make my way to my first class. At least now I know that my mate is near me. Even if I can't touch him, I can still see him.. It might be painful but I just want him to be safe...and that's away from me.

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