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He picked me up five minutes earlier than expected. I pretended I wasn't ready and got Mike to go out and tell him I would be five minutes late, even though I was sat watching Spongebob on the TV.
I came rushing out, pretending to still be making sure my hair wasn't quite done. I wasn't going to look desperate at any rate.
I squished into the car seat and let out a loud, deep breath, then looked at Tyler.
"Hey," I said nonchalantly.
"Hi," he said, revving the engine of his sporty Porsche. Our pack used to be a human town. I think it was called London at one point. We've been here for decade after decade, but everything in the middle of the town centre is still there, grey and abandoned. It's used in hardcore training. Hanging off the London Eye, dancing through the streets.
I can sense an awkward undertone to this already. I sat back in my seat, looking straight ahead.
'Connie! Say something' my wolf shrieked.
'What?'
'Ur...you have nice hair'
'Oh yeah, that great line.'
At a traffic light, he placed his hand on my knee.
'I don't like this...' I said to my wolf.I have the same, awkward, I'm being used motion.
'Connie? You know my natural reaction to that statement would be: rip his hand off. Do NOT scare me like that. You know my temper is bad'
'I really don't like it'
'Just remember, you made me do this'
A single tremor rolled down my body. He moved his hand away in an instant.
"Omg, sorry. Just my stupid wolf"
'Thanks for that,' I joked.
'My pleasure'
"I love sitting in a car in silence, don't you just think it brings out the best in people?" I blurted before I could even think.
"Sorry. My mind is elsewhere. There's this scent that's starting to get to me, you know? I don't think it's something good, either."
'Connie'
'What?'
'I hate to break it to you...but he's freaked out by your scent. He thinks you're a threat and you are making his senses go freaking weird, as he can't tell that it's your scent?'
'How the heck do you know?'
------Tyler-----
This scent, I mean, what's the hell is it? It's soft and sweet but it just has this edge to it, a lethal edge. When she's gone, it goes, but it can't be her, it just can't be.
'Its her. Rip her up'
'Ahahahahahahahahahahahahah yeah, I will rip up what could be my mate, the alpha, with no solid evidence'
'Rip her up or make out'
'I'm not treating her like the other girls'
'You just touched her knee? She clearly didn't like it, she just got angry about it'
'Oh...right'
It is actually her. Oh, god. Why does she have a lethal scent?
I wriggled out of my leather jacket, which she grabbed and placed on her knee.
"The light is green, go" she seemed to purr.
'Mmmmmmm... Don't you just want her?'
'Im an adult, she's 18'
'WOW, two years, clap clap'
------Connie-------
I just don't know if I'm attracted to him, like I am with Toby.
'do it, use the mind link, where you can hear his but he can't hear yours'
'I do not think she likes me, the way I like her. But she has a lethal scent. Why?'
He stopped at another traffic light and I jumped out of the car.
Date number 1: not a success.
********
Don't ask me why I jumped out of the car, it was just one of those impulses you get when you can't cope any longer. Why couldn't I cope? I just don't know, I am just an annoying person.
You know when you read those teen books, where the girl never, ever does what the reader wants them to do, that's who I am. The hottest boy, the HOTTEST boy, and I screw things up with my lethal scent? What is that all about. He's tracker. If he's tracking things that are not really lethal, but he thinks are.
Maybe it's just because I'm lethal to him, somehow.
I snuggle further under my covers, and realise its only 12:17. Too early to sleep. I go downstairs and see if Cook has anything for me.
"Anything will do,"
"Oh, alright then" he hands me a crumbling chocolate cookie.
"Gee. Thanks!" I skip up to my room, holding the warm piece of joy in between my fingers. I devour it, and then spray myself with some perfume and put a comb through my hair. Business has to be done.
At the front of the pack house, there is a receptionist, Bunie. Yes, her name is a little out of the ordinary, but so is she. She has purple, yellow, and dip-dyed green hair. Not forgetting her pink eyebrows and blue and red tattoos.
"Hi!" She exclaims. "Honey, what can I do for you?"
"Tell anyone who's coming: no visitors"
"Sure sweetie."
I'd asked her to treat me the same as any wolf, just so I could maintain some normality. She's keeping up on her promise.
I grab my keys off her desk - I keep them with her for safety - I drove down to the training grounds. Not the healthiest way, but I'm not going to train, I'm going to DO something.Plus, Rita should be there.
"Rita. I need your help"
"What for?"
"To change the programme."
"The training programme?"
"Yup. By next month"
********
I dressed casual: jeans and a shirt. Effort was something I couldn't be bothered to make.
My new training programme consists of people working to their strengths, like hunting, or if they are actually good at art, they aren't forced to go to this devilish programme. I hated every second: I wasn't such an able wolf in high school.
I flew out of the door, I don't know why, I seemed eager, but he was at the bottom of the drive, standing outside of his father's mustang. He opened the passenger door for me and I climbed in, it seemed way more romantic than with Tyler.
He met me with a kiss on the cheek and a peck on the lips. We chatted and babbled until we got there. He held my hand till we reached the door, and then we entered.
It was decorated with cheap cotton tablecloths and plastic flowers, and the prices of the food were too cheap to be tasty, but I thought that if you have good company, it shouldn't matter.
When the food came, it smelt mouth-watering, and tasted even better. Simplicity. He paid although I insisted, ,but the burden of the bill was not too heavy.
The conversation never wandered to my rejecting him: he was too gracious and courteous for that. Although my mind did, and what a stupid mistake that was.
"What do you have planned tomorrow?"
I thought about this, and sadly, I was busy, "I can't, I'm so sorry, it's the conference. Hey, you're not free either?!"
We laughed and joked and he drove me home. I can't say it ended with a goodnight kiss, because we ended up in the backseat of his car, making out. Again.
At least I got the date that I dreamed about.
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After a solid hour, I finally admitted that I was tired and I wanted to inside. I slipped away from him and walked silently into the pack house.
Bunie was still there, shivering.
"Bunie, come on, its late, go to bed" I said, but something wasn't right. "Bunie?"
"They're here, Connie, they're here!!!" She squealed and I ran back out and caught Toby leaving. I ran in front of it and then he stopped.
"Something isn't right," I said to Toby. He opened the car door and got out at my terror.
"I don't know what to do!" I whispered.
'Connie. Stay calm. I know what's happened. '
"What?" I talked aloud to my wolf.
'Rogues, rogues inside the system. We've missed them, by about three hours'
"Shit." I said, just as the world turned very, very dark,
------Toby-------
"Oh man" I said as she fell to the floor.
'Im calling for backup, something's gone very freaking wrong at the pack house. We need backup, now' I said through a mind link.
'Im on it' mike answered immediately, and ran over in his wolf form, followed by a whole regiment of wolves.
'Why weren't you at the house?" I question.
'Why is Connie passed out in your arms?'
"What the...huh?!" She exclaimed as she came round.
Her wolf exploded almost immediately and suddenly she turned into a big heap of fur, shuddering and trembling.
'I am totally fine'
More wolves appeared and I shifted when everyone had arrived.
The wolves investigated the house thoroughly, but couldn't find anything. Or anyone.
Everyone had gone.
Connie howled and sniffed and slumped against the wall. Bunie was by her side, her blue and pink wolf shrieking.
'Hey!' Mike called through mind link. 'I found a note! Hey I found a note!'
--------Connie--------
The house was a mess.
All the money in the safe places was still there, luckily.
But none of the pack members living in the pack house were, just Bunie spared, who was in the toilet at the time.
Date number 2: failed.
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-------Toby--------
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