emotions and senses. Brody was at school most of the time, but came in to
answer questions when he was home. I think Allie was most excited about having
Brody back.
Over
the two days, she learned the basics about being a werewolf and cleared up some
annoying stereotypes. No, we didn’t only change on full moons. We could change
whenever we wanted, but the allure to change on the full moon was stronger.
Yes, we ate more than the average person. Three times it. No, we didn’t make
new wolves by biting them. The only way you could be a werewolf is being born
one (sorry Twilight fans). Yes, we can only be killed by silver. No, we weren’t
immortal. We lived longer because of our faster healing. No, our eyes didn’t change
into a creepy yellow when we shifted. The questions went on and on, but she
avoided questions about pairs.
On
the third day of our Q&A session, we slept till one. Allie
in her bed, me downstairs on the couch. Not that I would mind sleeping
in Allie’s bed with her, but I didn’t want to make her uncomfortable. Allie was
exhausted with all the information, and I couldn’t blame her. It was a lot to
take in.
Allie
walked into the kitchen as I was making breakfast even though it was afternoon.
“Morning,” she was energetic, thankfully instead of irritated with her shifty
emotions, and still dressed in her pink fuzzy pajama shorts. “Did Brody go to
school today?”
I
nodded with a piece of bacon between my teeth as I flipped a pancake. She came
close to see what I was cooking and I snaked an arm around her waist and pulled
her closer to me. “How’d you sleep?” I asked, finishing the strip of bacon that
was in my mouth.
“Great,
except every car that went by woke me up,” she grumbled. She rested her head
against my shoulder as I flipped another pancake.
I
ruffled her hair. “That’s normal, I’ll teach you how to control it later.”
“You
can control it?” she asked.
“Yeah,
otherwise we would have all gone mad by now,” I answer amused. She shook her
head and broke away from me to go to the refrigerator. She was pouring herself
a glass of orange juice when the doorbell rang. Before I could say anything,
Allie spoke up, “Matt’s here... Wait, how did I know it was him?”
I
smiled, “Your senses. Everyone has a personal scent, like a perfume that they
always wear. Even though you may not recognize it, your Wolf does and
identified that it was Matt. Come on, let’s go see if you're right.” I grabbed
her hand and pulled her toward the door with me.
When
I pulled open the door, it was in fact Matt. He stood there looking ticked off.
His scent reeked of shock from seeing me but was quickly taken over by anger as
his eyes shifted between Allie, me, and our linked hands .
He scoffed and looked straight at Allie, “Him? Really? This is the reason
you’ve been blowing off my calls and not going to school for the past two days.
Unbelievable Allie, truly.”
I
wanted to shove my fist in his face, he had no idea
what was going on with Allie. She stood close by my side, jaw opened in shock.
But once the shock was gone, all that was left was anger. I guess Golden Boy
wasn’t so golden now.
“You
need to leave. Now,” I said before Allie’s temper got too out of control. The
past two days, her emotions have been all over the place. She even threw a pot
at my head at one point. I could tell that she was hurt and angry by Matt’s assumption which didn’t make a good combination. She didn’t
have her emotions under control yet and she could lose it in front of Matt,
which she would hate.
“Gladly,”
he didn’t give Allie another glance and stormed off to his car. Allie flinched
when his car door slammed. I closed the door softly, and turned toward Allie.
She didn’t speak, just turned and walked toward the kitchen.
Cabinets
banged together as she tried to look for something. I slowly approached her
from behind and wrapped my arms around her waist, taking away some of
answer questions when he was home. I think Allie was most excited about having
Brody back.
Over
the two days, she learned the basics about being a werewolf and cleared up some
annoying stereotypes. No, we didn’t only change on full moons. We could change
whenever we wanted, but the allure to change on the full moon was stronger.
Yes, we ate more than the average person. Three times it. No, we didn’t make
new wolves by biting them. The only way you could be a werewolf is being born
one (sorry Twilight fans). Yes, we can only be killed by silver. No, we weren’t
immortal. We lived longer because of our faster healing. No, our eyes didn’t change
into a creepy yellow when we shifted. The questions went on and on, but she
avoided questions about pairs.
On
the third day of our Q&A session, we slept till one. Allie
in her bed, me downstairs on the couch. Not that I would mind sleeping
in Allie’s bed with her, but I didn’t want to make her uncomfortable. Allie was
exhausted with all the information, and I couldn’t blame her. It was a lot to
take in.
Allie
walked into the kitchen as I was making breakfast even though it was afternoon.
“Morning,” she was energetic, thankfully instead of irritated with her shifty
emotions, and still dressed in her pink fuzzy pajama shorts. “Did Brody go to
school today?”
I
nodded with a piece of bacon between my teeth as I flipped a pancake. She came
close to see what I was cooking and I snaked an arm around her waist and pulled
her closer to me. “How’d you sleep?” I asked, finishing the strip of bacon that
was in my mouth.
“Great,
except every car that went by woke me up,” she grumbled. She rested her head
against my shoulder as I flipped another pancake.
I
ruffled her hair. “That’s normal, I’ll teach you how to control it later.”
“You
can control it?” she asked.
“Yeah,
otherwise we would have all gone mad by now,” I answer amused. She shook her
head and broke away from me to go to the refrigerator. She was pouring herself
a glass of orange juice when the doorbell rang. Before I could say anything,
Allie spoke up, “Matt’s here... Wait, how did I know it was him?”
I
smiled, “Your senses. Everyone has a personal scent, like a perfume that they
always wear. Even though you may not recognize it, your Wolf does and
identified that it was Matt. Come on, let’s go see if you're right.” I grabbed
her hand and pulled her toward the door with me.
When
I pulled open the door, it was in fact Matt. He stood there looking ticked off.
His scent reeked of shock from seeing me but was quickly taken over by anger as
his eyes shifted between Allie, me, and our linked hands .
He scoffed and looked straight at Allie, “Him? Really? This is the reason
you’ve been blowing off my calls and not going to school for the past two days.
Unbelievable Allie, truly.”
I
wanted to shove my fist in his face, he had no idea
what was going on with Allie. She stood close by my side, jaw opened in shock.
But once the shock was gone, all that was left was anger. I guess Golden Boy
wasn’t so golden now.
“You
need to leave. Now,” I said before Allie’s temper got too out of control. The
past two days, her emotions have been all over the place. She even threw a pot
at my head at one point. I could tell that she was hurt and angry by Matt’s assumption which didn’t make a good combination. She didn’t
have her emotions under control yet and she could lose it in front of Matt,
which she would hate.
“Gladly,”
he didn’t give Allie another glance and stormed off to his car. Allie flinched
when his car door slammed. I closed the door softly, and turned toward Allie.
She didn’t speak, just turned and walked toward the kitchen.
Cabinets
banged together as she tried to look for something. I slowly approached her
from behind and wrapped my arms around her waist, taking away some of
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