Enemy of My Pack ✔️

Chapter 15: Zanifer? Or Nah?

Aimee skipped into the living room with a wide smile across her face. Followed by Nathan and Mark. Damon and Chris were the only ones who didn't seem happy. Damon I understand but Chris?

As Aimee sat next to me, I leaned in and whispered, "What's up with Chris?"

Chris' head snapped to me and I cleared my throat and pretended to whistle.

I rolled my eyes when I felt his glare.

"Okay seriously. What is wrong with you!"

His glare seemed to intensify and I flinched under his angry glare.

"Just ignore him." Aimee said. She swiped her blond bangs out of her eyes and scoffed. "He's just mad because my ex-boyfriend is coming back."

I heard a growl coming from Chris and Aimee glared at him this time. He whined when she turned away angrily. I saw her face soften but she didn't look his way.

Chris got up and sat in front of her and held her hand. She still wouldn't look at him and that seemed to make him anxious. "I'm sorry." He said looking down.

Awww. He looked so cute and innocent!

Aimee eventually forgave him and I looked at them to elaborate what just happened.

I looked at Aimee. "Is Matt's best friend your ex-boyfriend? We're into younger guys are we?" I laughed but earned a frown from Chris.

Aimee and I were the same age except I was a few months older than her. Chris and Nathan were both 24, Damon was 25 and Mark was 23. I only assume Matt's best friend was the same age because Matt was younger too.

Aimee laughed. "No! I'm not! Zander's the same age as Chris and Nathan but he gets along with Matt better. I think you know why." She looked over at Chris who seemed to pout at her making her laugh and pinch his lips.

Where did I hear that name before? It sounded familiar. I was going to ask Aimee when the next thing I know, their making out.

"MY EYES!" I screamed dramatically and ran out of the house to find Nathan and Aimee's mom and share my horrible experience when I bumped into someone.

My butt slammed into the ground when I hit a rock hard body.

"Shit!" The deep voice said when I fell.

"Ow." I rubbed my butt and got up to glare at whoever it was.

Nathan, Matt, and Mark were laughing their butts off while Damon was twitching. It's like he wanted to laugh but couldn't.

I looked at the guy who hurt my butt and glared at him.

He was smirking when suddenly he frowned as he looked at my face.

I couldn't help but admire this guy. He was hot and by the way he carries himself, he knew it. He was a player after all.

Something about his face seemed familiar.

"Hey, do I know-" I was cut off by his surprised voice.

"Oh my god! It's you!" He said. He looked me up and down with a naughty glint in his eyes and I couldn't help but snarl at him.