{Sara's POV}
Thankfully, I didn't have to get dolled up like Sam did. I grinned.
I looked down at my outfit.
Too big t-shirt, comfortable jeans, and a pair of shoes that were getting quite worn. I laughed.
The doorbell rang from downstairs.
"I'll get it!" I screeched, as I ran down the stairs, not caring if I tripped. I quickly ran and opened the door.
"Hey. I'm here to pick up Samantha." The deep voice of my brother spoke.
"Yeah. I know. Now huggy!" I said and wrapped my arms around him.
He chuckled and hugged me back.
"SAM!" I screeched suddenly.
"Oh geezer sis. Ears. Need to hear." Mike said.
"Yeah. Got it." I said, unraveling myself from his embrace. I grinned and looked to the stairs where Sam was coming down.
I saw the instance their eyes met.
"Mate"
They whispered it simultaneously.
"Well. Have fun. I take credit for this. Don't die. Ummm. Home by 10. Yada Yada Yada. Yeah. Now go." I said and pushed Sam towards Mike. He smiled at her.
"M'lady," he said as he bowed and took one of her hands and kissed it. She giggled. "May I escort you to your dinner?" He asked and held out his arm.
She nodded and smiled softly and took his arm.
As soon as they left, I shut the door and slid down it, giggling like a schoolgirl.
I was still there some time later when a knock came at the door. I stood up and opened the door.
"Hey Sara." Richards smooth voice whispered. I smiled.
"Hi. You ready?" I asked, grabbing my purse and phone, then walked out of the house, locking the door.
"Uh. Yeah. Let's go." He said, from behind me.
"So we walking?" I asked. He nodded.
"If that's alright with you."
"Well duh. Let's walk and talk. Where to?"
"The shop," he said from a little closer.
I heard him take a deep breath.
"You good?" I asked, confused.
"Hmm? Yeah." He said suddenly distracted.
I looked back at him.
I never got to see his face.
I didn't even have time to blink.
I saw darkness.
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You'll Regret It {Completed}
WerewolfI wrote this when I was like 14, it has a terribly cliche plot, even with the alternate endings. This is your classic mate rejection, runaway, coming back to kick butt and train their old pack, werewolf story. If you like cliches as much as I do...