You sat on your dorm floor face deep in you biology textbook. Word after word getting lost in the deep pit which was your brain. On your bed laid Owen, campus heart throb and your best friend since first grade. He look bored staring at the same biology book.
"(Y/N)." Owen whined, rolling onto his side to stare at you. You ignored him trying to keep your focus but six (Y/N)'s later you gave in.
"Owen. Study. Now." You demanded, glaring at him. He smirked at you.
"Oh, scary. Alpha (Y/N). I'm trembling in my little boots." He pouted while watching your anger grow with his charming, green eyes.
"I'm not going to be able to help you on your