Bloodlines

Anna

Sara drags me into Victoria's Secret. "We're shopping for Dean," I say.

"I need a new bra."

"For your mystery mate."

Sara smirks at me. "No."

"That was convincing." I roll my eyes. I walk over to some lace bras. "These are cute." 

Sara grunts. 

I walk to where she stands. She runs her fingers over the fabric of one bra. It's cute, blue, and black leopard print. I sigh. "I'll be in the record store."

"You're not going to help me pick out a bra?" She turns.

"For a guy that I don't know. No." I stare at her, hoping for her to tell me who he is. I'm so desperate to know who he is that I even told Tristan that she's keeping it from me. He didn't have much to comment. I didn't expect much though.

"C'mon, Anna, please?"

"We're here for Dean, not for you and your boyfriend." I back away. "I'll be in the record store."

As far as my nose can tell me, there aren't any other wolves in the mall. It can change in a matter of minutes but I hope it doesn't. We're supposed to be meeting Bennett at the food court in a few hours.

I walk into the record store. There's nobody in here, save for the associate behind the register and the other one on the floor. I look through the vinyl collection. I get halfway through the A's when Sara walks in.

She doesn't hold a Victoria Secret's bag. "You didn't get anything?"

"No, but I thought of what I could get Dean. Are you getting him a record?" She slides her finger across the plastic wraps of the vinyl.

"I was thinking about it. Does he still collect them?"

"He stopped when our parents died."

"I guess there were more important things," I mutter, looking through the rest of the A's. Sara stands to my side and looks through the B's when I come across an Arctic Monkey's vinyl. "He still likes Arctic Monkey's right?"

"Yeah," someone says.

We both jump. I turn around and punch Bennett in the shoulder. "Not cool."

"How did neither of you smell me?" He chuckles.

I don't answer. I stare at Sara who stares at her phone. She smiles—grins even as she quickly types out a reply. Then she looks up at me and her smile fades. "Do you mind—"

"Just go."

She hesitates, but leaves and that has me more pissed that I should be. I told her she can go. But it wouldn't be so bad if I knew who she was talking to.

Bennett stares at me. "Are you okay?"

"You said he still liked Arctic Monkeys?" I flip the vinyl over to check the price. It's not too bad.

"Yeah."

I buy the vinyl and we leave the shop. "What did you get Dean?" I ask Bennett.

Bennett laughs. "You'll see when he opens it."

"Oh c'mon, just tell me." I nudge his arm.

"Nope."

Bennett and I eat at the mall. He drives us back home (in Dean's car). I wonder if Dean knows he borrowed it. He doesn't even bother to lock the door as he bounds next door to Matt's and Katie's. He's probably going to see Julia. I haven't seen her in a few days.