As we busted through the woods and into the clearing, I realized we had already made it back. It felt like only minutes had passed since we left. Several people were outside, trying to help with the commotion where they could, but it didn’t seem like anyone was fighting. I saw a few injured people, being helped inside by others and quickly pushed down the pull of my ability.
Zak’s mother greeted us outside, holding a pair of clothes. I hopped off of Zak and watched with the same amount of amazement as he shifted back into a human. I wasn’t sure I would ever get used to it.
“How bad is it?” He said, taking the clothes from his mother and hastily covering himself.
“There’s several injured, but most are just superficial wounds.”
“It’s not possible. Alpha Killian has said multiple times he couldn’t father any children.” James says with a firm shake of the head.“Look at her, she looks just like him. Black hair, strong facial structure. It would explain why she doesn’t smell like a werewolf. She’s a Lycan.” Luke sits on the other side of me, making me more uncomfortable than I already was.“There hasn’t been a female Lycan in, what, seventy-five years?” Gabriel says.“As unlikely as this is, if she tries to confront him-” Damien inputs.“He will kill her.” Zak finishes, wiping a hand across his face. My heart picked up its pace as yet another person wanted me dead just for existing. “He won’t even
The next evening, Zak and I sat in the car outside of a bustling bar out in the middle of the woods. We had driven nearly half the day to get here. I sized up the building, noticing it looked run down and kind of small. Not at all where I pictured a Lycan King might hang out.“This is it?” I ask, scrunching up my nose.“Looks can be deceiving.” Zak chuckles softly before taking a more serious note. “You remember everything I told you?”“Yes sir.” I said, saluting him.“El…” He groans.“I remember Zak. Just trust me, okay?”Zak had gone over werewolf etiquette with me, explaining how to approach an Alpha
My feet move faster as I look at the time on my phone. I cringed thinking about all eyes on me walking in late to class. I quickly open the heavy door leading into the small school. Two more months of this place and I was free. Free from this school, free from this town, and most importantly, free from my Dad.I jogged down the hall as the last bell rang, managing to squeeze into class just before everyone had taken their seats. Relief washes over me now that I can blend into the back of the classroom where I was most comfortable. I hated attention. I just wanted to coast through these last few weeks undetected. At the end of summer, I was leaving no matter what. Of course I’d have to get a car first, but I’ve been working at the Diner for almost a month. I calculated that by the end of July, I would have enough money to have my car and my freedom.
When lunch came around, I thought I’d finally gotten a hold of myself. My plan was to turn down Ryan and avoid him and Zak at all costs until the end of the school year. I’d thought everything through. The only problem was around them, my brain seemed to not cooperate.I went to grab my tray of food from the counter in the cafeteria, but large hands already had a hold of it. “I’ll take that.” Ryan held my tray just out of my reach. Ryan was also tall, but not as tall as Zak. I was only five-foot four, making it easy for him to hold the tray up high and out of my reach. He smiled down at me as he played his game, but I was not the least bit amused. I put my hands on my hips and raised an eyebrow. “You’re sitting with us.” He stated.I laugh. “I don’t think that’s a good idea.” Ryan sta
ZakIt took everything in me to not follow her after school. I wanted to know where she lived, who she lived with, where she worked. I wanted to know everything about her to be able to better understand her. I parked my Explorer in front of the large building and walked inside the packhouse. My mother greeted me with a kiss on the cheek as she always did.“How was your first day of school?” She beamed, looking so excited to hear all about it. I didn’t understand why they insisted on me going, but they assured me it was for my own benefit and would help me when I took on the role as Alpha. I had hated the idea of school up until I saw her. Now I couldn’t wait to go back.“It was good. Not at all what I expected.” I said honestly, though I couldn’t tell my Mother about El. Not
I felt like I had only slept for five minutes before my alarm went off. I groaned, taping my phone to silence the noise. I almost fell back asleep when my door burst open. “Hey. I want breakfast.” Dad says with a toothbrush in his mouth. He wasn’t very old, but looked like it with his unruly hair and graying beard. I groan yet again, then lazily make my way into the kitchen. “What’ll be today?” I ask as he comes in, throwing on his work uniform. He was a mechanic at his friend Mike's auto shop. “Just make me some toast.” Please, I add in my mind. I quickly prepared the toast, seeing that I was already running late. Not to mention, I haven’t even showered. I slide his toast on the table without buttering it and quickly run to th
Once home, I change my clothes to jean shorts and one of my nicer black shirts. I decided to attempt to straighten my hair but the beast can never be tamed all the way. It still had a bit of curl left in it but overall, I was satisfied with the way I looked. I grabbed my small purse that I rarely used and headed for the door. I hadn't noticed my Dad arrive home and jumped at the sound of his voice. "Where the hell are you going?" He lounged on the couch and I saw the half empty pint of whiskey next to him. This wasn't a fight I wanted tonight. "I got called into work." I hoped he was too drunk to notice my clothes. “In that? Yeah, right. Don’t lie to me. You’re probably going to get high or fuck some guy. You’re just like your mother.” His tone was harsh but he never raised his voice. My hand tightene
I had arrived at school early that day, actually looking forward to seeing Ryan. I wore my hair down and straightened it again. I actually added just a touch of eye liner which was unusual for me. I didn’t want to seem desperate, but I also felt like I needed to be on Ryan’s level. There was no way I’d be wearing pink, but I could at least take some pride in my appearance.“I can see the date went well.” Zak smiles at me as he takes his seat next to me.I shrugged. “I may have had fun.”Zak chuckles, but it seems forced. Something seemed off about him. “Look at you. You’re practically glowing! Did he kiss you?”I turned to look at him, giving my most innocent look. “Maybe.”