Running From The Alpha

Chapter Twenty Two

"Our little Violet here is badass," Cynthia said chipper.

"It's nothing," I lied sitting down.

Peter frowned and made me look at him, I could see our classmates trying to look like they weren't listening when they were. "It's not nothing Violet. Tell me."

I shook my head. Peter turned to Cynthia but she shrugged. "If the girl wanted you to know she'd tell you."

"You think being Alpha would get so loyalty," Peter muttered.

I jerked my chin to Cynthia. "Cynthia tell him about your logic."

She sighed as if the task required some great deal of effort. "You may technically be my Alpha Peter, however that also means that Violet is technically my Luna." Not a fact I'm happy about and one that I'll complain to Peter about later. I don't want to be anyone's Luna. "While I have a duty to tell you I have a duty to Violet to not tell you. And because Violet is my best friend and sisters come before misters I'm more obligated to Violet."

I watched as Peter digested that. His frown turned into scowl. "That's the type of logic that only a girl could come up with. It's very twisted." Cynthia shrugged and started doodling in her notebook. 'I still want to know what happened,' Peter said.

I pretended I didn't hear it even though it'd be impossible not to. It's still instinct for me to keep my problems my own and it doesn't matter. I know I won't leave Peter again. I also know that the Runaway Luna thing hit too close to home for me. My mother was going to leave, she was going leave me with my father but when she broke their bond my father lost his mind.

What if do the same thing to Peter? What if I'm the thing that makes him snap? I looked at Cynthia. She grabbed my hand squeezed it. She could probably tell where my mind had gone. "Are you okay?" I asked her.

She shrugged, "I'm fine." I know she's lying but how many times have I said I'm fine when I was anything but?

For the rest of the day I couldn't stop my mind from focusing on the whispers. Lana and her posse weren't the only ones calling me the Runaway Luna or wondering how long I was staying this time.

Peter did his best to distract me but it didn't really work. By the end of the day I was ready to ask Alpha George to let me homeschool for the rest of high school. Peter rubbed my back and led me outside. I wrapped my arms around my stomach and my head was ducked so the hood blocked out everyone as we walked.

This day has been horrible. Everyone focused on me, and since Peter rarely left my side everyone could obviously tell we were together, and the wolves know we're mates. I felt like I'd been shove out into the spotlight and I didn't even know there was a play.

I took a deep breath in to my nose and my head shot up at a set of very familiar scents. I grinned despite everything. "Kaylie, Jared, Cole." Everyone was giving them a wide berth while murmuring about the Alphas and Beta of the violent and anti-social Blue Thorn pack. And they looked the part. Kaylie's multicolored hair and dark makeup and the boys wearing dark clothes, all three held scowls that threatened anyone who'd dare go up to them. Well anyone but me. I ditched Peter and ran towards the three. I hit Jared first because he was closest and he laughed and hugged me back.

"Hey little girl," Jared greeted and spun me around before Kaylie literally pulled me out of his arms and carry me a few away.

"Mine," she told him.

Peter cleared his throat, "Actually I believe she belongs to me."

Kaylie scowled and I detached myself. "I believe that I'm not a possession." I walked over to Cole and hugged him. "Hey Cole," I murmured knowing that even though Peter isn't happy about me hugging a guy we both know likes me Cole is still my friend.