《The Lycans Nextdoor》全部章節：第 11 章 - 第 20 章

Maxine “Your jacket,” I handed Bran his jacket the moment we pulled up at school.“Keep it,” he said, getting out of the car.Holy mood swing.“Fine,” I shoved the jacket back into my bag and got out of the car too.“Thank you for the ride and the coffee… and the jacket too,” I said, but he only gave me a small nod and headed on.I walked quietly behind him, hating the way his mood swing made me feel hurt. I should have said I had a crush on him. I mean, I do too, but it’s just really weird and complicated. I also don’t think that hearing I have a crush on all three of them would be something he’d like to hear.He’d probably think that I’m weird and like the other girls. I tried to match up with his long, controlled steps.“So, what do you have for first period? I was thinking of switching from AP French to AP Latin ’cause I pretty much know French already and—”“Bran,” someone’s loud, annoyingly sweet voice interrupted me, and I just knew it was one of his hoes.“Hey, Claudia,” Bran

Maxine “You are staring,” Bran said, drawing me out of my daze. “Sorry,” I mumbled too quickly, looking away. I waited for him to put on his shoes and get dressed properly before we left the pool area together and headed toward the film room. “What college do you want to attend?” Bran asked, breaking the awkward silence of our walk. My heart skipped a beat at the question. It was something I didn't want to talk about, or even think about. It made me feel totally unprepared because it’s my senior year and I still don't have a solid answer. “Why did your heart skip a beat? I didn’t think it was such a triggering question,” Bran said. My eyes widened and my head snapped toward him. “How can you hear my heart beat, you freak?” I nudged him with my elbow. He scoffed. “Like I said, I’m not human.” “Yeah, right.” I rolled my eyes. “So, you don’t know what college you want to apply to?” he asked. He looked like someone who had his entire life planned out in a spreadsheet, s

Brandon Prince growled restlessly inside my head. I really wanted to lean in and kiss her soft, pretty lips, but I couldn’t. She deserves to know the truth. She deserves to know that I’m a monster before she chooses to kiss me.She’s so beautiful. My perfect girl. My perfect mate.I trailed my eyes down her neck, over her delicate collarbone and her pretty, pale skin. Fuck. My heart skipped when the thought of sinking my teeth into the hollow of her throat crossed my mind. I couldn't do that. She was probably already so confused and overwhelmed; I had to take this one step at a time.I pulled away. “Sorry,” I mumbled.She immediately moved past me and ran into the bathroom, shutting the door. I exhaled heavily, trying to calm the beast under my skin.Four Seven Eleven Four Seven ElevenFour Seven ElevenMy phone buzzed on top of Max’s desk. It was probably one of my brothers, so I didn't bother checking it. I just tossed the phone into my bag and decided to wander around her room to

Maxine “Bye, baby,” I said, kissing my mom’s sleepy head.“Hmm. Don’t bash my car, Maxine,” my mom warned, groggily.Yeah, her precious car. I don’t know which she loves more—me or that car. Obviously, me but the car is still far up there on her list. I’m honestly surprised she’s letting me drive it to school instead of just dropping me off.“Sure,” I grabbed the Range Rover keys and headed outside.I tossed my bag into the back seat and started to round the car, but I halted when I saw someone leaning against the other side.“Bran! You scared me. What are you doing sneaking around?” I frowned, my cheeks stinging from the memory of the most embarrassing moment of my life yesterday.Why did I try to kiss him?I still don’t know, but it was really stupid and awkward. The worst part? He didn’t even kiss me back. I don’t know whether to feel thankful because I wasn't in my right mind, or to feel awful that he didn’t want me. He probably feels like I assaulted him. I don’t think he’d be h

Maxine It was a lie. A big fat lie. I told myself that ignoring my crush on Bran—and especially Johnny—would make it go away with time, but I was wrong. It’s only getting stronger. Both of them being so nice to me isn’t making it any easier.It’s so confusing.The closer I am to them, the more I feel this sizzling, quiet pull between us, like it’s just out of my control. And last night, I could swear I dreamt that Bran climbed into my room through the window and held me while I slept. I can’t remember the rest of it, to be honest. I usually forget my dreams, especially when they’re about them. I think it’s because they’re actually kind to me, unlike Mike. I barely ever think about him.I walked into class, prepared for my math test. I was a little nervous, but I’d studied, so I should ace it. If I still want to get into an Ivy League—regardless of whether I take Bran’s offer—I need excellent grades.My legs carried me straight to the seat next to Bran. It’s like I don’t even control