THE SHE-DEVIL AND HER ALPHAS

Trevour knew Williams was avoiding him or perhaps he was the one doing so cause each time their eyes met in class, he'd look away.

But during soccer practice, Trevour had watched him laugh and spend time with some friends he wasn't exactly familiar with since he liked to keep to himself. 

They looked so happy together and for some reason, it bothered him. His heart felt weird as if someone was stabbing at it repeatedly with a knife.

This was the first time he was feeling such strange sentiments and it made him quite uneasy. He was straight and couldn't possibly have feelings for a boy, but then why was his heart beating so fast?

"Hi" a chirpy voice woke him from his thoughts.

"Hi," Trevor was startled, yet was able to make a comprehensible statement to the girl at least. 

He was settling on one of the bleacher seats and working on this project that was due to be submitted.

"I noticed that you don't play," The girl brought up.

Trevor smiled awkwardly and threw his hand up  "I'm not cut out for that and just to be clear, I'm not a nerd nor introvert, I'm just in-between both" 

He breathed, "I just stay on my own and by the way, my name's Trevor," said the boy, thrusting out his hand for a handshake.

"Excuse my manners" she laughed, placing a hand on her chest," My name is Tricia" She enveloped his hand, stroking the top of his hand before letting go.

Trevor was not ignorant of her body language, she was attracted to him - which he wasn't a hundred percent sure of. He means, what girl as pretty as Tricia would be interested in him.

He was handsome- that was for sure - but he was not as social as most guys out there so most girls saw that as a turn-off. 

"That is cute," Trixie said.

"Huh? What is cute?" 

"You being this way, I like it" 

"I'm sure ninety percent of the girl's population would strongly disagree with you" Trevor debated.

"No, I'm serious. You're better than most douchebags out there who only need a girl to satisfy their prick and stroke their ego…" she gasped out loud upon realizing what she just said.

"I'm so sorry" She apologized, "I'm quite a blunt person" 

"It's not a problem, I actually prefer people who are sincere with me," Trevor informed her.

He knew the girl had spoken out of the experience with the "douches". After all, It was difficult to see pretty girls without a boyfriend.

"So, do you have a girlfriend?" She asked the same question his siblings distressed him with every day.

"No, I don't have a girlfriend" Trevor replied, his line of sight falling on Williams who had taken off his sweaty shirt at that moment.

Unknown to him, Tricia caught him glancing at Williams which made her ask, "And a boyfriend?" 

That question broke his daze, "No, I don't have a boyfriend. I'm straight" 

"Okay" a broad smile brightened her face, "So you wouldn't mind if I kissed you right now" 

"Yes- no - I mean …." Trevor gave up when he realized the nonsense he was sputtering.

He took a deep calming breath, prepared to reject the girl's tempting benevolence invitation when an idea struck him.

Perhaps, through this avenue, he could confirm if he was straight or not and also obliterate any lustful feelings Williams has left for him.

"I'm not a good kisser, I'm inexperienced "he warned her.

(A/N: Inexperienced? Really, Trevor? Seems I have to bring the mandurugo back)

"I'm honored to educate you then,"  Tricia smiled at him before her hand snaked around his neck, lowered his head, and pressed her lips to his.

Their lips remained that way until the girl began to move gently against his before he responded, moving with the flow.

The kiss was a slow but sweet one as Tricia deepened it, playing chase with his tongue. Trevor was so engrossed with this newfound act that he was astounded when loud cheers entered his ears, he pulled away for air.

He was stunned to discover that the students had stopped their practice and was watching the show he had unintentionally put on for them.

His eyes centralized on Williams who strode angrily out of the field amidst his friends questioning gazes and calls.

"See, that was not hard" 

"Yeah, that was not hard" He admitted, eyes still trained on the spot Williams had been standing moments ago.

He was not going to lie, he enjoyed that, but that was his body's natural response to a woman touching him, he was missing a certain emotion.

Yet the fact that he was turned on by a girl comforted him, thank God he wasn't gay - no pun intended.

He definitely doesn't swing both ways either. His body must have reacted to Williams because of his long celibacy at an age where his blood was boiling, which was why he was willing to give this one a try.

"You're a good kisser," Tricia praised him which made him go red in the face.

She leaned closer, playing with the button on his shirt, " So, would you be my boyfriend? "

"I told you," She quickly added having sensed a bit of hesitation from him," I'm a straight forward person and I go for what I like, and right now, I want you to be mine" 

Trevor had made up his mind to accept her but he still had a hard time saying it out because he felt guilty somehow. 

"I'm not pushing you into making an unfavorable decision. If you're not into me, I'll - " 

"I will be your boyfriend"

"Really?" 

"Yes," he forced the words out of his mouth.

"Thank you"  

Out of happiness, Tricia threw herself at him but Trevor caught her on time and was taken aback by the short unexpected kiss again.

"Alright, this is my number.." The girl effused with no knowledge that her new boyfriend's mind was miles away.

Trevor was feeling guilty but he credited the fact that he hurt Williams in the process of proving to him that he wasn't interested in him.

He wasn't in love with Williams and that's final. Now he had a beautiful girlfriend by his side and can now prove to his sister that he was normal.

Talking of his sister, he had heard the news that they would be returning today instead of tomorrow morning due to some unfortunate circumstances; she should be home already.

Fine, it was time to make amends with her. He can't stay mad at his sister forever. Moreover, he still had to ask her if Asher had a sister or not.

The vampire might have been lying to him, probably because he didn't entirely trust him yet but his sister would tell him- hopefully.

"Let's go back to class," Tricia told him.

"Sure" He agreed, heaping his numerous books on one arm while stuffing the rest in his backpack which he slung over his shoulder.

"Let's go" Trevour was surprised when she slid her finger into his, intertwining their hands together. 

He grinned at her and began their journey, both waking past the spirit form of Electra.

Electra watched her mate pass through her like air while laughing at something that redhead told him. There was a huge scowl on her face and her fists were clenched together.

She had decided to reject her mate today, so was stalking Trevor in her spirit form since the early hours of the morning and so far, has made two shocking discoveries.

Not only was that son of a biscuit unfaithful to her, but he was also swinging both ways - a chronic womanizer, how outrageous!

How could the moon goddess give her somebody like that? The boy had given off an Innocent vibe the first they had met but he seems to be a good actor as well!

Wait a minute, why was she even angry? She just had to renounce that son of a biscuit as her mate and get along with her life. But why should she suffer the backlash of rejecting an asshole like him, this treatment was unfair!

Because the moon goodness has less intervention with humans- since she had no contribution to their creation- the human mate feels just a little attraction from the bond. It's all left for the supernatural mate to work out that relationship with the human.

So even if she rejected Trevor, he would feel unfulfilled and an unexplained emptiness till the day he dies unlike her who would suffer tremendous pain. 

Hence, it was unfair to suffer for some douche who doesn't deserve it.

Fine, she would continue to follow him and any day that ugly redhead breaks up with him, she would reject him too so he could feel the pain of both.

Thankfully she was not bothered by their childish kisses. Also, she was a vampire with two hundred years of experience, she could kiss better than that mate stealer.

Electra flipped her hair out of annoyance and went to find that man called Asher. 

She wanted to strike a deal with him: she would stop hunting down his mate if he rejected her. Asher killed her mother and has to compensate for it; a life for a life.

Electra passed through his walls like nothing and waited for him to speak up.

But thirty minutes passed without him calling her out.

Did he by chance not notice her?

That was impossible! Asher was one of the few talented vampires who could see her without revealing herself.

Electra was about to make her presence known when he answered a call but the contents of the conversation made her do a double-take.

"Father, I'm not leaving this body yet"

Wait a minute, what does he mean by that?

So she eavesdropped further and though much information wasn't given out, she finally grasped the situation.

Someone was impersonating that man called Asher?

She smirked, this just got interesting.