JaylaI pace up and down in my room, checking my phone every minute, raking my mind for any sort of mindlink that will give me information about what is happening at the pack border.As Jessica told me, there was a rogue attack at the border late at night and the patrol team informed the Alpha to send more men so that we could defend ourselves.It must be a serious attack because minor attacks- when there are just a couple of rogues- are handled by the border patrol itself. They don't require any involvment of the Alpha or pack warriors.A cold wind blows inside the room through the window and I shiver because of the cold. I hug myself tight and proceed to close the window. My wolf inside me is restless. I can feel her. My breath leaves a foggy appearance on the window pane and I furrow my brows. It's abnormally cold for a summer night.It's been two hours since the attack happened and now it's around 3:50 in the morning. Still, there is no information whatsoever about their well bein
JaylaBeep. Beep. Beep. Beep.An annoying recurring sound flits into my ears and I almost groan in frustration because it's interfering with my peaceful sleep. I try to twist around and slam my alarm shut but my body refuses to cooperate with me. I mumble, moving my lips to call for my parents but my mouth refuses to make a noise. I am not able to do anything.Frustration takes over my whole body when I realize that the only resort I am left with is to wake up and shut the alarm myself. But I realize that I can't wake up either. It's like my eyelids has turned rogue and now refuses to listen to my commands. My limbs feel weak as if they have never belonged to me.Confused and determined, I try to open my eyes once again, and this time I am successful. My eyelids lift just a bit and a stark white light enters into my retina, making me wince and I shut them close again.I open them again and blink several times, letting them adjust to the light. Once they do, I expect to see the pink wa
JaylaAa Tyler buries his face in my neck, he seems to be using my scent to calm his wolf down. It's common in our werewolf community. Your mate's scent is everything to you. I can smell Tyler's scent too. My senses aren't too developed yet, but since we are this close, I can smell him. It's very manly. He scents like spices and something I can't quite place. But it's addictive. Very addictive, even.I find myself closing my eyes and wrapping my arms around him too, but before I can do more, the door of my room swings open and Tyler is suddenly in front of me.He hides me behind him and growls loudly, just like he did a few minutes ago. What's with him and this new found overprotectiveness of his?"Why are you hiding Jay from me, Tyler?" a familiar voice says.I gasp. It's Shane. I know his voice too well. I place a hand on Tyler's shoulder, trying to ask him to move but he doesn't budge."Tyler, I need to talk to Shane," I tell him.He just growls. "No!"I sigh. "Tyler, I didn't ask
Jayla"You better explain yourself with a proper statement, lady," she says as she folds her arms across her chest and taps a foot impatiently."Um... I'm... I'm sorry, Jess," I whisper, fiddling with my fingers but she narrows her eyes at me.Jessica is a little bit mad at me for not taking her with me and going off to the pack border alone. She is upset that I risked my life because of her while she was sleeping like a goddamn baby. Her words, not mine.At first she spends a good five minutes fussing about how worried she was when I didn't wake up for six days."Oh my God, Jayla! Do you have any idea how I felt? You didn't wake up for six days! Six freaking days! I felt like it was a scene from of of those freaking telenovelas I seem to have an addiction to watching. Those ones when you will go into coma and not wake up for some years, and then after you finally wake up, you would forget me and... and... "I cut her off by slapping my hand over her mouth before she goes on and on abo
JaylaAs soon as those words leave my throat, confirming what Shane already suspected, his face pales and a shocked expression comes over his face.I kind of feel bad for hiding it from him, but it didn't really have a choice."I... he.. oh my God...why... I mean, how... ..oh wait..." he tries to say something to me but he is sputtering too much that nothing he said makes sense to me at all.Keeping a hand on his shoulder, I ask him to calm down and he looks at me earnestly. Finally he regains his voice and he speaks. "That explains the way he acts around you," he says, frowning."Yeah," I mutter, picking on the grass with my fingers."Why hasn't he marked you yet?" he asks me and I bite my lip, not really wanting to answer that.What do I tell him? That my mate practically pushed me off him on the first day we met, spread bad rumors about me, told me to stay away from him and ignored me when I tried to go near him?It sounds horrible and pathetic and I don't want him to pity me. But
Jayla"Tyler!" I growl lowly. My eyes turn towards him and I glare at his hand which is raised in the air to throw another chunk of eraser at me.His expression turns into one of a deer caught on headlights once when he sees me looking at him and he grins sheepishly, wearing a mask of innocence. My glare falters at his expression but I maintain my demeanour and keep throwing daggers at him with my eyes.I ruffle my hair to get rid of all the chunks of rubber and from the corner of my eyes, I see Tyler pouting like a baby. I roll my eyes and concentrate on what my teacher is trying to say. I quickly draw a graph on my notebook when another chunk of rubber comes flying and hits me on the cheek.A growl almost escapes my lips but I hold it back and continue to ignore him."Jay," he whispers, poking my waist which makes me to hiss at him.I throw him a look that warns him to behave himself. He pouts again and I let out a snort."Are you ignoring me?" he whispers again, looking at me with
JaylaI bite my lip and fidget with my black purse as I wait, sitting on my bed."Jess, should I go downstairs?" l ask her.She quickly shakes her head. "No. He said he will pick you up from the door," she says.I sigh. See the struggles I am having with going on a date with someone living in the same house as I am. I speak. "I think I should go out to the hall and not make it complicated. But what if he thinks l am extra?"Jessica looks at me with challenging eyes and raises a brow, "Think? Girl, you are extra."I throw her a blank stare and chuck a pillow toward her. "Shut up," I say.She chuckles and winks at me before going back to her phone."What are you doing?" I ask her, narrowing my eyes at her phone.She looks at me through her lashes before looking down and mumbling, "Oh, nothing."Her cheeks are tinged pink and my eyes widen. "Jessica Drew is blushing?" I cry out, gasping in shock."Shut up!" she says, and her cheeks turn darker, almost close to turning red.Of course, Jes
JaylaThank you so much for this beautiful night, Tyler. I really appreciate it a lot," I say as we step out of the restaurant.He flashes me a charming smile and I almost melt in a puddle of goo in front of him."Who says the night is over, anyway?" he asks and I look at him in surprise and curiosity."What?" I ask."So how do you feel about going to get ice cream?" he asks with a twinkle in his eyes.He links my arms with his and together, we walk to a nearby ice cream shop. The whole place is so colorful that I can't help but remember when I was a kid. We step into the shop and walk to the counter, my arm still linked with his.After a while of looking at all the ice cream flavors and choices, I am suddenly frustrated. "I can't decide!" I whine as I stand in front of the one of the glass displays which different ice cream selections in it.Tyler chuckles and I pout. "You tell me, french chocolate, butterscotch and vanilla or shredded coconut?" I ask him."To be honest, I don't even