The White Wolf's Mate... Is The Alpha...

•Shakespearian Encounter• Chapter Eight

Edited 2/22/17

So, I've decided to combine this book with the sequel.

That being said, the sequel, in a while, will no longer exist, and this book will become longer, with a different storyline towards the middle.
It will have a better storyline than the original (in my opinion), yet still have some of the original points. I honestly hope you guys stick with this book even after the changes. It means a lot to me.

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Also, the Romeo and Juliet Balcony Scene is too long to fit in the chapter without taking up the ENTIRE chapter so I chopped it down to a few lines.

Akay? Akay.
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Thank you.

Carry on!

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Unixy's POV

My first class... oh, boy.

The small window on the door didn't show anything worth looking at other than the tops of a few heads. Hesitating, I knock lightly on the pane of glass. Not even two seconds later, an incredibly tall brunette opens the door with a large smile plastered across her face. I grin slightly, letting out a breath I wasn't aware I was holding in.

"I assume your Unixy?" I nod. "My name is Miss Walkers, I'm the English 11 Honors teacher here, and it's a pleasure to meet you."

"It's a pleasure to meet you too, Miss Walkers."

"Come in, come in." Miss Walkers ushers me in the classroom, holding the door open wider. I let my gaze slip to the tile floor as I walk in, Miss Walkers closing the door after me. "Class, this is Unixy Skyler. Unixy this will be your first and second hour for the rest of the year." I nod, continuing to ignore the stares of everyone else, while listening to the teacher. "You can sit in the farthest row left, fourth chair back." The left she's taking about is really my right, but luckily for me, it's the only open seat in the room. Therefore I can save myself the embarrassment of sitting in the wrong seat.

I nod and quietly walk over to my seat, my gaze locked on the floor until I reach the seat. The book placed on the corner of my desk brings back bad memories, if I'm being truthful.

Romeo and Juliet.

I can feel the tears begin to well up in my eyes and I attempt to blink them away.

"Unixy, will you please read The Balcony Scene?" Miss Walkers asks.

No. I want to say, no. I want to get up and walk out of here and never return. I want to pick up that book and slam it on the floor. I want to burn all of its pages and never speak of the memories it brings back. But, no.

"Miss Walkers, I don't really feel comfortable reading this, I'm sorry." My eyes begin to cloud up and sting as the tears threaten to take action and fall.

"Is everything alright?" She questions, sitting up straighter from where she's seated atop her desk.

"I just... I don't think I can-"