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Entering history I saw Collin, Josh and Liam sitting in our usual seats, my nostrils flaring as I tried to figure out what the hell the scent was. I could hear them all talking as I approached, not being able to stop asking the question which was at the forefront of my mind.
“Any you guys smell that?” I asked, my eyes widening when I took note of the slightly husky quality which had seemed to sneak into my tone. My question had immediately got all of their attention, their eyes sparklingly as amusement flickered through their gazes.
“Probably the rouge, filthy things” Josh stated though he made sure to keep his tone quiet enough for her not to hear. I didn’t know why he bothered; he hated them more than I did since he had nearly lost his mate when we had an attack a few months ago. Ever since he had harboured a huge hate for them, which was understandable.
“She looks hot though, for a nomad” I found myself saying, my eyes trailing towards her huddled figure in the corner. It was when they asked would I seriously bang her I tried to keep the pure lust as I imagined it out of my head as I replied, successfully making it sound like I would rather be sick than touch her. It wouldn’t do me well to be caught lusting after a rouge, not good at all, especially when Stacy would catch wind of it. I may dislike rouges, but I didn’t want any harm to come to the girl who obviously didn’t want to be here just due to a few stupid feelings which he placed down to the fact he hadn’t gotten laid in a while.
When Josh asked amusingly to try and tempt her to see how long it took her to snap I found myself replying, my thoughts elsewhere as I attempted to put together my feelings…and why was my wolf literally purring as we moved closer to her?
I didn’t pay attention as they seemed to be enjoying themselves, the teacher glancing in our direction only to give me a respected nod before ignoring our antics like she always did.
“Why won’t she do anything?” I found myself mumbling, ignoring how enraged my wolf seemed to be as I let my pack mates have their fun. It didn’t help that I felt a pang in my heart as I watched her stare out the window, I had yet to her face but I knew she would most likely be pretty if her body was any indication.
“I have an idea” I heard Josh mumble, quickly rising from his seat as he made his way to the small sink which was placed in the corner of the class room. I felt my brows frown as I realised his train of thought, it was a bit much wasn’t it?
It was when he walked back to the girl I found my back straightening, my wolf trying to rise of the service as I gripped the table to stop pouncing on one of my best mates. What the hell was wrong with me? I felt my anger, confusion and frustration rise, and as the class laughed at the now soaked girl as she made her way out of the room I couldn’t help but feel it increase, fuelling my next
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comment.
“Aw, is the little rouge wet? Why don’t you go bitch, no–one is ever going to want you, I mean who would? Look at you! I pity the fool who gets a skank with a face and body likes yours as a mate, imagine waking up to that every day of your life?” I laughed with the class, though there was no humour in it. I had to practically force the words out, and while they seemed to amuse everyone else I found myself clutching my heart as it clenched painfully.
My comment which I had immediately regretted as it fell from my lips seemed to be her breaking point, her strides stopping as she got to the door and what happened next I knew would change my
life.
As she looked my way I was immediately sucked into her deep emerald eyes which shined almost too much as she looked at me with pure pain and agony. I felt my face fall, my body going slump as
surveyed the damage I had done to the girl who I was meant to love and cherish.
“Where’s the fun it that?” she asked, her tone sounded…dead. I felt myself flinch at not only her tone but the look in her eyes, the look I put there. I was frozen in my seat, not being able to move as she fled the room as I finally put it all together. The scent which made my body yearn to be near, how each comment him or his friends throw at her seemed to painfully clench at his heart, how he had lusted after her the second he saw her and craved to be near her presence.
He had just found his mate…and lost her all in one day.
Chapter8
Crow Con
