Chapter 15 Date With A "Chad"

Raija's pov

Watching my mother answer the telephone and give me the "eye" I frowned. I grabbed my new cell phone, added my mom's number, and stuffed it into my purse. I would have it in case there was a need for me to dial 911.

"Brock is out front!"

"I will go out back and down the metal stairs in the alleyway," I muttered. Smiling, she told me she would watch me through the window.

Not creepy at all, Mom!

Taking my time going down the stairs I inhaled deeply as I turned the corner of the building and saw the back of my date. Brock was wearing black jeans and a gray dress shirt.

"Hey, I'm here," I said rather bitterly. Once he turned I swallowed uncomfortably. Brock Johnson had changed and didn't look at all like the lanky dork I remembered from school. His hair was black and nicely styled making his green eyes pop. Still, I wasn't enamored, oh hell no, I felt a shiver go down my backbone in alert. I wondered if what Alpha Daniel had said was true about his family joining the other