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“Jackson” Scott moaned against my lips. I pressed my lips into his further. I felt scott dig his nails into my back. I started to reach for the bottom of his shirt and- briiiiiiiiiiing!
My eyes shot open to the sound of my shrill alarm clock. Sighing, I pulled myself out of bed and to my closet. Looking through my clothes I decided on dark jeans, a form fitting black t-shirt, a leather jacket, and a gray scarf. I scooped my bag off the floor and was out the door. I was about to walk down them when a better idea came to me. I crouched low to the floor and felt my teeth and ears elongate. That’s when I leapt and was at the bottom of the stairs in no time.
God it felt nice to be a werewolf. I was so going to use this gift better than McCall. Speaking of McCall what was with that fucked up dream? I’m not gay! Rubbing my temples I walked to the kitchen grabbing an apple and biting into it.
“Hey Jackson” my dad greeted walking into the room. I nodded my greeting seeing that he was on the phone. A few more bites and I finished the apple throwing it in the trash. I walked out to my beautiful silver sports car, my baby. I hopped in, put the keys in the ignition and sped down the road.
***
I pulled into my parking spot just to knock my door against McCall when opening it.
“Watch the paint job McCall” I sneer. Scott just rolls his eyes as I step out of the car.
“By the way Jackson, Derek wanted me to tell you there’s a pack meeting tonight” Scott sighed annoyed.
“What does it matter, I’m not part of his stupid pack” I bit.
“You kinda are, according to Derek” Scott snapped back “besides we’re stronger as a pack.”
“You can tell Derek he can go fuck himself” I jabbed and stormed off. I walked strait into school meeting Lydia at my locker.
“Hey babe” she smiled kissing me. A sick feeling started to form in the pit of my stomach. Why? Lydia’s hot.
“Hey” I grunted as we parted and I started pulling things from my locker.
“I was thinking we could watch the notebook tonight” she purred.
“No thanks” I groaned. There was no way in hell I was watching that movie again, she’d already forced me to watch it 5 times.
“Come on Jackson” she whined.
“Fuck, I said no Lydia!” I snapped.
“What crawled up your ass and died” she pouted.
“Your annoying ass self!” I jabbed. Where did that come from? I turned to see Lydia’s mouth hanging open.
“Screw you Jackson!” She grumbled stomping away.
“God, what’d you do this time” Danny asked coming up next to me.
“Called her annoying. She’ll get over it.” I sighed turning back to my locker. Once I fished my last book out I shut my locker and turned back to Danny.
“So, you ready for the big game this weekend?” He asked.
“I always am” I shrugged. At that point Danny started going on and on about shit that I couldn’t care less about. I was more intrigued by what I saw over Danny’s shoulder. Scott and Allison were in a full on make out session at their lockers.
‘Mine’ my wolf growled. Who Allison? Hell no she’s a whiny bitch. My Wolf must be confused.
“And you’re not listening to a word I’m saying are you?” Danny’s words brought me back to our conversation.
“Course I am” I defended.
“Ok, then what have I been talking about?” He quizzed.
“Um… I don’t fucking know” I sighed guiltily.
“Why were you staring at Scott?” Danny asked.
“What? I wasn’t staring at Scott” I denied.
“Yeah you were” Danny insisted.
“No I was just staring off into space Danny. Get over yourself.” I snapped storming away from him. Then something started to click. After that weird dream this morning was my wolf saying mine about Scott? Hell no, that’s impossible. I’m not gay! God sometimes being a werewolf can be so fucked up.
***
“I thought you weren’t coming” Scott accused standing on Derek’s front porch.
“Well, I didn’t have much choice in the matter seeing as how Derek would have ripped my head off if I didn’t show.” I muttered walking past him. As I passed him our arms brushed and a strange wave of electricity passed through me. Shaking my head I walked into the living room of Derek’s house. Derek’s other betas were already there. Erica, Boyd, and Issac. Stiles was in the corner looking tired as hell.
“Ok, so I know you’re all wonder why I called this meeting right?” Derek says as more of a statement than a question. We all nod and he continues.
“Well, now that we’re a pack a lot of developments will be happening to you. You will become stronger, faster, and most of you will find your mates if not all of you” he explains.
“Mates? You mean werewolf actually get mates? I thought that was just myth.” Erica voices my exact thoughts.
“Well it’s not. I wanted to inform you because I don’t want you to screw up like I did. I thought I had found my mate but she just turned out to be a hunter and killed my family. You all know the story. So, if you think you’ve found your mate come and talk to me first, okay?” Derek said with concern.
“I don’t need a fucking mate when I have Lydia” I groaned. I thought I caught Issac flinch at my words.
“Well, it doesn’t seem like you have her after this mornings episode” Issac jabbed.
“Oh she’ll get over herself” I said brushing it off. A snarl ripped through Issac’s throat and Derek had to hold him back.
“Let the little wimp come at me, I’ll teach him a god damn lesson” I snap.
“Shut the fuck up Jackson!” Boyd says jumping in to help calm Issac. Holy hell, I’ve never heard Boyd raise his voice at anyone. I look over and see scott looks unsure of what to do. That’s a first.
“Jackson, I think you need to leave!” Derek growled.
“Happily” I roll my eyes and stomp out of the house.
“Jackson, wait!” Scott calls running after me.
“What do you want McCall?!?” I growl whipping around to face him.
“Why the hell did you push Issac like that?” Scott asks exasperated.
“What does it matter to you?” I jabbed.
“Jackson” Scott growled.
“Look, I didn’t mean to upset him. He just freaked out” I shrugged.
“Issac hasn’t told you yet has he?” Scott sighed.
“Told me what?” I asked curiously.
“Issac’s mate is Lydia” he stated. I felt my jaw drop. Issac can’t be mated to Lydia, she’s my girlfriend. Though is that the only reason I’m concerned, for my status?
“You’re lying” I acused.
“I’m sorry Jackson” Scott said nervously. I felt my teeth and ears elongate and I knew my eyes were glowing a pure crystal blue. I was about to pounce on Scott when I turned the other way and dashed off.
‘Protect’ my wolf whined. I ran as far as my legs would take me until I collapsed against a tree. Why wouldn’t my wolf let me attack McCall?!? Protect?!? I buried my face in my hands and let out a frustrated scream. Why does everything have to be so complicated.
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