Leila
Nothing was going to stop me from telling Jaz the truth. She needed to know. And I wanted to be honest with her. I needed to be honest with her. About all of this. The confusion, the fake-dating… I had to make her understand that I was on her side, not some threat. Not some blonde who cheated on her with Perrin. Not someone who made up excuses for his mistake and got tangled up in pack business. I needed her as a friend and to know that I was doing this for her. And that I was who I was. And I prayed to the Goddess that she wouldn’t hate me or think I was hiding my identity.
Goddess, these mix-ups needed to stop.
I got a ride early from Charlie to the Lodge. I had planned to go with Perrin but I think he had left hours before and I h
PerrinMy blood turned cold. “Mistra, this isn’t what it looks like.”Mistra’s dark hair fans out behind her as she strides into the room.“And what exactly does it look like, Perrin?” Her voice is dangerously calm. She eyes me coldly. She’s tall--very tall for a she-wolf, and looks me dead in the eye. Normally a wolf wouldn’t do that to the Alpha Dauphin, but under the circumstances….“I had a rough night, mom.” Kira is straining to keep her own voice calm and strong. She remains huddled in her towel on the bed, but her bare shoulders can be seen. The implications don’t look good.“As if I didn’t know? Stumbling into our quarters reeking of vodka and
PerrinI had returned to the Lodge after dealing with Kira earlier, thoughts filled with her and alcohol and Ethan and Jasmine.Ugh. I didn’t want to think anymore. I just needed to punch something.Beta Mark greeted me as I exited the locker room.“Ready for some sparring?”“Damn straight.”I spent two rounds with Beta and Alpha Challengers of the Ididorahd pack. As our neighbors, they were well trained and eager to see what we were made of. The recent permissions between our Alphas caused a healthy sense of competition and rivalry. Only one gave me a serious run for my money, but I blame the cramp in my leg for my loss of speed that round.
PerrinAfter my third shower of the day, I made my way back to the packhouse. It was a little after 5:00. I had time to try and find my father, then pick up Lo for our “date.”PERRIN: You’ll be ready by 6:00?LO: Um, sure. Can you drop me off at the library?PERRIN: We’re supposed to be on a date.LO: I thought you were supposed to be going out with Jaz?PERRIN: Change of plans. I’ll explain later.LO: Fine. Where are we going?PERRIN: Have you been to the pie
Perrin“Right on time!”“As duty calls.”Lo strode across the packhouse lobby in jeans and a light jacket. She had an effortless way of looking chic and casual at the same time. I wondered vaguely if she’d eventually rub off on Kira, who preferred tight, black, and ripped everything. It drives Ethan--who’s usually preppy despite his motorcycle--quite crazy. Sometimes it’s amazing to think that they’re twins.“Ready to roll?”“We aren’t taking the motorcycle again, are we?”“Nah, I actually thought we’d walk.”“Walk?”
KiraMy head is still pounding and it had already started to get dark out. Shit. How much had I really drank? How much had I slept? I was starving. My mother had no sympathy for me and before I could even tell her about Jason, had left to head to the infirmary to see Ethan. I hadn’t had the energy to call for room service. That wasn’t a regular privilege at the pack house, but occasionally Dina would take pity on me and entertain the notion.I slid into a pair of yoga pants and a hoodie, donning sunglasses despite being indoors. The fluorescent lights of our hallways could be a real bitch.I contemplated the elevator but the speed and lift of the motion made my stomach turn just thinking about it. Maybe I’d have greasy pizza. Or break
PerrinI hadn’t actually ever been nervous for patrol before. Well, not at least since the first time I ever did it. I ran my first patrol with my dad and Beta Mark. We had shifted just before sundown, ran for hours in wolf-form, and it was amazing. I had never looked back. Patrol was a pack obligation that I really enjoyed fulfilling. It felt like the most natural part of being in the pack, really. At least until the Sacred Call.Except for tonight, I wasn’t looking forward to it at all. Not that I didn’t mind a challenge. But something was just so… unsettling, about Justin.I made my way back down after I had changed to the packhouse steps. Gamma Janas was already checking the patrol in and giving orders.“Ah yes, Alpha Dauphin, you’ll be wit
Perrin“Jaz, what are you doing here?”She was wearing a spaghetti-strapped slip, material thin enough to be see-through. Her full breasts were on clear display fabric, dark nipples already taught peaks beneath as they stretched the thin material across them.My arousal was instant, and she eyed me up and down from the bed.“Well?” she mused. “Aren’t you glad to see me?”“Obviously.” I motioned at my shorts. “But I thought you had to work?”“I did. And I decided your bed was a better place to study…”I took a step closer to the bed. “Study… is that what w
Perrin I had grabbed clothes from the floor of my bedroom, dashing down the hall. I jammed my fingers into the elevator as Kira rushed up behind me, shouting over my shoulder. “How long has he been awake?” “Mom just got the call. Minutes, maybe? She headed over when I came up to tell you.” I jammed the elevator button again. It was too damn slow. I headed for the stairs, Kira on my heels. Jaz slammed my bedroom door behind her, dressed in one of my hoodies and a pair of my old gym shorts. The three of us pounded down the stairs, my heart pounding even harder. ** The car ride to the infirmary had been a blur. My father had already driven over with Beta Mark and Mistra, having sent Charlie back to