Trouble Brewing

Annalyse

The man at the back of the crowd watched the proceedings with interest, and quietly.

No one noticed that he didn’t belong, or even that he was there for that matter.

The following celebrations added to the distraction of the already confused crowd and gave him the opportunity to slip away unnoticed.

I was walking around the celebration, smiling and nodding while also paying attention to the whispers that surrounded me when no one thought I was there.

“The King sure seems awful close to Lyse. What’s going on?”, one girl asked another.

“I don’t know, but were you there when he kissed her on his way up to the pack house before?”, the other asked back.

I recognized them both from school. Mean girls who had nothing better to do than gossip and well, be mean. Bianca and Eloise.

“I knew she was nothing but a little slut. First Jace, now the Lycan King.”, the first said.

We had opted not to tell many about the fact that we’re fated mates yet. Mostly because the situation with the O