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.When our hour was up and Lola and Tommy returned, I felt like a bad-ass, excited for our next session.Adrian confirmed with the owners that we could use the space at lunch tomorrow.They usually closed at that time, but since they trusted Adrian, he could take advantage of the empty gym.Adrian wanted to work out every day until he felt I was capable of taking on any werewolf who threatened me.He knew about my kidnapping and told me that he had a few run-ins with werewolves who just wanted to cause trouble.He said he felt better knowing he could protect himself, and I understood what he meant.Since I met Nate, I had always relied on him to save me from the sadistic werewolves in his life.But now, I could take care of myself.I reasoned that I didn’t have to feel guilty about spending time with Adrian because it had a distinct purpose.I hadn’t told Nate about my new friend yet, but knowing how much Nate wanted to protect me, wouldn’t he want someone to teach me to fight?When Adrian dropped me off at home, my excitement was wearing off.Now I was just tired and thirsty.I had finished the bottle of water he gave me earlier, but I needed more.I grabbed a couple waters from the fridge, said a quick hello to Mona, then rushed to my room to fall on the bed.I needed a nap.Once I was curled under the warm blankets, instead of drifting off, I thought of calling Nate.I wanted to tell him about my afternoon but decided against it for two reasons.One—I wasn’t ready to hear his voice, and two—I didn’t want to tell him about Adrian.I was afraid he’d think something was going on between us, and the idea of him being jealous made me nervous.No, it was better to keep my friendship secret for now.Besides, I still wasn’t ready to contact him.Every time I thought of doing so, the image of him biting me surfaced.I even felt his teeth sink into my skin.I knew my imagination was way worse than reality.It didn’t hurt when it happened, but the mind was tricky, and maybe my inability to forgive him was behind the false reality.I woke slowly to the sound of crunching next to me.I could also hear the low drone of the TV.It sounded like some dating reality show I wouldn’t be caught dead watching.Why was the TV on? And why on that show? I breathed in and got my answers.The smell of werewolf and guava was all I needed.Lauren was a reality show junkie, something that I never understood.Without turning to face her, I mumbled, “What are you doing here?” My voice was barely audible, but of course, she heard me.The crunching stopped, replaced with a crumpling sound.“I came here to visit my best friend.You still are my friend, aren’t you?”My eyes were closed, and I still felt groggy as I sighed, suddenly feeling like we were in grade school.“Yes, you’re my friend.”She leaned over me.I could feel her face hovering in front of mine.Her breath smelled of dill pickle, her favorite flavor of chips.“Why are you napping in the afternoon? Did you age fifty years since I saw you last?”Unfortunately, the sleepy fog was lifting from my brain, but I refused to open my eyes.“I worked out today, and I was tired.” That felt really odd coming from my lips, I did not exercise.The very idea would normally make me laugh, but since so many werewolves insisted on tormenting me, my opinion was changing.I was actually excited for tomorrow when I could do it again.I could feel her fingers on my eyes just before she yanked my eyelids open.I jerked back not expecting her hazel eyes to be so close.“You worked out? Did hell freeze over?”I couldn’t help the small smile that flickered across my lips as I pulled my head back forcing her to let go of my eyelids.“It must have.” Her head was indeed hovering in front of me, her sandy hair falling down like a veil around both of our faces.Her body was still sprawled over my side, and she was starting to get heavy.She sniffed hard, her nostrils flaring.“Why do you smell like another werewolf? I saw you with Mandy this morning.”Oh crap, I really didn’t want to tell her or any of my werewolf friends, but I couldn’t lie.She could smell Adrian’s scent on me.Damn it, I should have had a shower before I lay down.I pushed my arm upward.“Can you get off of me please?”Her eyes narrowed.“Only if you tell me whose scent that is.”“Fine, just get off of me.This is getting weird.”She grinned before disappearing from my view.I sat up, and leaned against my headboard next to her [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
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.When our hour was up and Lola and Tommy returned, I felt like a bad-ass, excited for our next session.Adrian confirmed with the owners that we could use the space at lunch tomorrow.They usually closed at that time, but since they trusted Adrian, he could take advantage of the empty gym.Adrian wanted to work out every day until he felt I was capable of taking on any werewolf who threatened me.He knew about my kidnapping and told me that he had a few run-ins with werewolves who just wanted to cause trouble.He said he felt better knowing he could protect himself, and I understood what he meant.Since I met Nate, I had always relied on him to save me from the sadistic werewolves in his life.But now, I could take care of myself.I reasoned that I didn’t have to feel guilty about spending time with Adrian because it had a distinct purpose.I hadn’t told Nate about my new friend yet, but knowing how much Nate wanted to protect me, wouldn’t he want someone to teach me to fight?When Adrian dropped me off at home, my excitement was wearing off.Now I was just tired and thirsty.I had finished the bottle of water he gave me earlier, but I needed more.I grabbed a couple waters from the fridge, said a quick hello to Mona, then rushed to my room to fall on the bed.I needed a nap.Once I was curled under the warm blankets, instead of drifting off, I thought of calling Nate.I wanted to tell him about my afternoon but decided against it for two reasons.One—I wasn’t ready to hear his voice, and two—I didn’t want to tell him about Adrian.I was afraid he’d think something was going on between us, and the idea of him being jealous made me nervous.No, it was better to keep my friendship secret for now.Besides, I still wasn’t ready to contact him.Every time I thought of doing so, the image of him biting me surfaced.I even felt his teeth sink into my skin.I knew my imagination was way worse than reality.It didn’t hurt when it happened, but the mind was tricky, and maybe my inability to forgive him was behind the false reality.I woke slowly to the sound of crunching next to me.I could also hear the low drone of the TV.It sounded like some dating reality show I wouldn’t be caught dead watching.Why was the TV on? And why on that show? I breathed in and got my answers.The smell of werewolf and guava was all I needed.Lauren was a reality show junkie, something that I never understood.Without turning to face her, I mumbled, “What are you doing here?” My voice was barely audible, but of course, she heard me.The crunching stopped, replaced with a crumpling sound.“I came here to visit my best friend.You still are my friend, aren’t you?”My eyes were closed, and I still felt groggy as I sighed, suddenly feeling like we were in grade school.“Yes, you’re my friend.”She leaned over me.I could feel her face hovering in front of mine.Her breath smelled of dill pickle, her favorite flavor of chips.“Why are you napping in the afternoon? Did you age fifty years since I saw you last?”Unfortunately, the sleepy fog was lifting from my brain, but I refused to open my eyes.“I worked out today, and I was tired.” That felt really odd coming from my lips, I did not exercise.The very idea would normally make me laugh, but since so many werewolves insisted on tormenting me, my opinion was changing.I was actually excited for tomorrow when I could do it again.I could feel her fingers on my eyes just before she yanked my eyelids open.I jerked back not expecting her hazel eyes to be so close.“You worked out? Did hell freeze over?”I couldn’t help the small smile that flickered across my lips as I pulled my head back forcing her to let go of my eyelids.“It must have.” Her head was indeed hovering in front of me, her sandy hair falling down like a veil around both of our faces.Her body was still sprawled over my side, and she was starting to get heavy.She sniffed hard, her nostrils flaring.“Why do you smell like another werewolf? I saw you with Mandy this morning.”Oh crap, I really didn’t want to tell her or any of my werewolf friends, but I couldn’t lie.She could smell Adrian’s scent on me.Damn it, I should have had a shower before I lay down.I pushed my arm upward.“Can you get off of me please?”Her eyes narrowed.“Only if you tell me whose scent that is.”“Fine, just get off of me.This is getting weird.”She grinned before disappearing from my view.I sat up, and leaned against my headboard next to her [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]