  "Jackpot," I muttered, grabbing my strapless light pink dress. I quickly pulled out a pair of matching heels and called out to Eliam.

  

      "May I come in, dear Liz?" After a few minutes, he appeared at the door and knocked.

  

      "Yes, come on, don't call me that." Sometimes he behaved so cheesy that it couldn’t be tolerated.

  

      He walked in, looked at my mess, and tried to fight with the dresses spread all over the room, making space for him to walk and stand properly.

  

      "I thought you liked to be clean and tidy." He tutted.

  

      "Shh, please bring me the makeup bag and put it in the bathroom." I changed the topic immediately.

  

      “Your wish, my command. Ten minutes, baby.” He grabbed my makeup bag and left the room.

  

      I rushed out of the room and entered a door across the room.

  

      “Ah! My eyes!” I screamed. I halted in my trac

  I feel that my brother had stopped me now, so I couldn’t answer back.

  

      "No, it's not a blessing." My wolf said further.

  

      Before my wolf could finish her sentence, a strong odor spread through my body, awakening every nerve ending in my body. My wolf purrs with delight.

  

      It smelled so strong.

  

      I found it odd and looked around in search of the source of the smell.

  

      Here it was, I saw Gabriel jogging toward the party. He must have been late because he was fixing his shirt while running.

  

      Then he seemed to feel me gawking at him and turned his face towards me.

  

      Obviously, he felt me like how I felt about him.

  

      He couldn't find me at first. He kept looking left and right, wondering where I was.

  

      My wolf snorted, "He's weak as ***."

  

      From where I stood , he looked dazzling in black trousers, ,

  Two strong, I might say handsome, men were staring at me, clearly as confused as I was. Probably trying to figure out what happened. The whole room smelled of power. That's when I realized they had alpha blood in them, too.

  

      "What do you mean? This is our room," the taller of the two answered. He had sky-blue eyes and shaggy, dirty blond hair. His lean, fitted body showed off his strength. He was really handsome. But then, I remembered there had never been an ugly Alpha

  

      "Gabriel isn’t…” my wolf replied.

  

      I suppressed a laugh and looked at the two people in front of me, who looked at each other and giggled slyly. We were in a medium-sized living room with a TV and a beige sofa, big enough for three people. I looked to the right, there was a door and a good size kitchen next to it. There were two doors on the left, both closed.

  

      "This list says my room is number 5, so please tell me what happened." I said angrily. Can't they leave? I know they're really good looking, but I could care less right now. I just wanted to sleep.

  

      "Oh, now I know who the single bed is for," said the one with brown eyes and black hair.

  

      I raised my eyebrows and encouraged him to continue.

  

      "You see, we have a bunk bed. Obviously, that's for both of us. Then, there is a separate single bed in another room." He pointed to the right and said, "It's probably yours, unless you want to change the bed." He blinked his eyes.

  

      "But why is a girl here? I think we deserve a man." The taller one tried to whisper, but failed. I heard him clearly

  

      "Afraid you can't control your wolf, Alpha?" I teased and started walking towards the bedroom..

  

      "You know, you look cool. Since we are going to spend 30 days together, I say we should be friends." The man who pointed to the room held out his hand." I am Eliam, the future Alpha of the South Moon Pack. That's Troy, the future Alpha of the East. Judging by the power you exude; I'm guessing you're the famous Elizabeth Bartlett."

  

      I held his hand and nodded. "This means that this room is for all 'Alpha Bloodlines'. There are such powerful forces here that hopefully we can come out alive and not kill each other."

  

      Both sniggered and said, "Don't worry, beautiful, we'll make your stay pleasant. You should have done that a long time ago because we're both the sexiest guys here," Eliam joked, winning me a smile.

  

      "Nice to meet you both. Now I need to catch up on my sleep. Goodbye." I saluted and continued to the room .

  

      The room was drab and painted in neutral colors. A small single bed was placed in the middle and a side table was placed on the right side of the bed. A window overlooking a lush green forest.

  

      "I guess this is my home away from home." I set my suitcase against the wall and ran to my bed.

  

      "Coming!" With these words, I jumped onto the bed and landed in a free fall position.

  

      Well, at least it's soft.

  

      "Are you all right?" I heard a voice of concern behind me.

  

      It was Eliam.

  

      "What are you doing in my room?"

  

      "I heard you screaming and thought something had happened to you." He came in.

  

      "Stay where you are, sir. We need to establish some rules." I got up and dragged him out of the room.

  

      "Troy!" I shouted.

  

      My sky-blue-eyed roommate immediately emerged from the other side of the room. It's probably their room.

  

      "What's the matter, Liz?"

  

      "Sit down now, both of you! I'm going to explain some rules to you. All right?"

  

      "Please don't be an inconsiderate bitch when you make up the rules. I really want the three of us to be good friends," Eliam said and Troy sat down with him on the beige couch .

  

      "I won't. Now listen. The first rule is that none of you can enter my room unless I allow you to enter my room by asking you to come in."

  

      "Hey! I thought you said you wouldn't be an inconsiderate bitch!" Eliam interjected.

  

      "This rule only applies until I trust you. Once I believe you are trustworthy, you are more than welcome to come into my room and rest there. Is that clear?"

  

      The two men looked at each other and nodded.

  

      "That means we can do anything there?" Troy smirked.

  

      I gave him the coldest look I could conjure.

  

      "The next rule is, I want both of you to keep this area clean. I don't care about your room, but the kitchen and living room must be kept clean at all times."

  

      "You sound like my mother now," Eliam murmured.

  

      "The last rule is to stay within your borders and I will stay within mine. I hope we can be good friends, just like you want us to be, Eliam. Now I'm going to bed. Don't you dare disturb me, or I'll castrate you."

  

      They both smirked at me and obviously enjoyed my fatigue.

  

      "By the way, why is there no bathroom in my room?"

  

      "Because the three of us share a bathroom," Troy replied and grinned sweetly, dimples playing at the corners of his mouth.

  

      I lamented at my unfortunate luck.

  

      "Where the hell am I stuck?" I murmured, and headed to my room, praying that sleep would make it all go away.

  

      "Oh, Elizabeth dear, open the door!"

  

      "Shut the *** up, Eliam."

  

      "Oh, Liz, why must you break my heart with such vulgar language?"

  

      "If you don't shut up now, your heart won't be the only thing broken," I warned, and he laughed.

  

      "All right, get some sleep. We'll make new friends at the party. Don't say we didn't invite you."

  

      I was alerted by the mention of party.

  

      I immediately stood up and opened the door.

  

      "Aren't you a beautiful sight?" Eliam smirked, admiring the way I rolled straight out of bed.

  

      "You look good," I complimented him. He was wearing a pair of black trousers and a plain white shirt with the top button unbuttoned, revealing his manly chest. His black hair is perfectly designed.

  

      "Not like you." He ruffled my hair.

  

      "Rule number four, never touch my hair." I pushed his hand away.

  

      He laughed and said, "You have fifteen minutes to get ready, and then we'll go. Any later, and you'll have to come alone."

  

      "What makes you think I want to go with you two?" I raised my eyebrows.

  

      He paused and waved dramatically," If the three of us walked into the party together. All eyes will be on us. We'll make a great entrance . Attention and the center of all people."

  

      My eyebrows are raised higher, if that's possible.

  

      He wiggled his eyebrows in response.

  

      "All right, all right, get out now." I was about to close the door when he stopped it with his foot.

  

      "Fifteen minutes, no more." He blew me a kiss and left.

  

      I rushed to my suitcase, trying to find the best outfit for the evening.

"Jackpot," I muttered, grabbing my strapless light pink dress. I quickly pulled out a pair of matching heels and called out to Eliam.
  
      "May I come in, dear Liz?" After a few minutes, he appeared at the door and knocked.
  
      "Yes, come on, don't call me that." Sometimes he behaved so cheesy that it couldn’t be tolerated.
  
      He walked in, looked at my mess, and tried to fight with the dresses spread all over the room, making space for him to walk and stand properly.
  
      "I thought you liked to be clean and tidy." He tutted.
  
      "Shh, please bring me the makeup bag and put it in the bathroom." I changed the topic immediately.
  
      “Your wish, my command. Ten minutes, baby.” He grabbed my makeup bag and left the room.
  
      I rushed out of the room and entered a door across the room.
  
      “Ah! My eyes!” I screamed. I halted in my track.
  
      “What are you doing here? I think we decided to stay in our 'borders',

Chapter 7 Roommate is not a mate