Chapter Thirty-Two

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She watched me leave like a complete creepo, flowers blooming slowly on her head, shrinking to give way to a new wave.

I wondered if that was automatic, like she didn't notice it, because it seemed like it took effort.

I don't know. I didn't deal in that elemental magic bullshit.

It didn't matter to me either way.

As expected, Mrs. Block went ballistic when I showed up. Late. Again. Goddess damn Cerie.

I apologized a bunch, assured her that I would try harder to get here on time, and took my seat.

What a great start to the day.

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I was itchy and hot. What the straight hell? Why was I so bloody uncomfortable?

I was practically praying for the clock to tick faster. I wanted to get home to Lottie. Maybe not having her by my side was my problem.

“For homework, go to page 158. Do 1-15 all the even problems and 23-49 the odd problems” Mrs. Block instructed, her voice rising over the sound of frantic pencil marks.

I wrote down the homework, scratching my neck and forearm.

Why the hell did I feel so uncomfortable?

I took a quick look at the clock and mentally groaned.

I had half an hour left and another class after that.

To distract myself, I thought about the day before. After I found Lottie peeping on Dean, the scent of her arousal nearly unbearable, I put my food aside and took her to bed.

I was so close to having gotten inside her but she put a stop to it.

Of course she did. I had been too eager.

Instead, she wanted to talk. About us and our future. She shared her plans to make a little house for herself, which had me and Dean growling in protest.

She quickly proposed that we all live together and make this a little more official. After all, we were practically doing that already.

I wasn’t too comfortable with the idea of living with her and the cocky Alpha but I couldn’t bear living without Lottie. I could hardly go through the school day. I ached to be close to her.

So we agreed to it.

We were officially in a relationship now. I was a committed wolf. And it was fucking weird thinking it, that I now had a girlfriend. And well, I guess she had two boyfriends.

There wasn’t a way in hell I was ever touching Dean though. I knew we had some sort of weird threesome arrangement but no. I was never going to touch Dean.

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