arrived.
Once that was done, I returned to my room, and locked myself in. I had so much to think about, and I didn’t want to be distracted by my family or accidentally let something slip. They’d think I was crazy and may have me admitted. I really didn’t want that because I really wasn’t crazy.
Was I?
Collapsing onto my bed, my eyes landed on the drawing of the wolf I had found in my locker. It kind of made sense now. The woodsy scent coming from London and the rest of his group—his pack—was because they were constantly outside and were wolves. It had been one of them that delivered the drawing to my locker, I was sure of this. But I had no idea which one of them did it, the actual drawing and the delivery.
And the drawing must have been something to get me to think about what had happened to me in December, to try and get me to seek them out. It was probably their way of trying to jumpstart my questions. In a way, it backfired because it took me a week to approach them. Maybe that was why that guy had said that I needed to know today. I had apparently taken too long to approach them in their opinion. But how was I supposed to go to them about what happened to me when I hadn’t quite figured everything out for myself yet?
But what in the hell was I going to do? London basically told me that I’d either have to join his pack or be kicked out of town, as if this were the West in the late eighteen hundreds. There was absolutely no way I could survive on my own, because I knew that my parents wouldn’t understand why I’d have to move. Unless London has some sort of power over his father, and could force mine to sell his shares of the company and move elsewhere so he could practice law. But he wouldn’t really do that, would he?
But what would happen if I did join his pack? There were about two dozen of them at school, but there were probably more considering the kids’ parents and any siblings that weren’t in high school, or if they didn’t sit with the larger group at lunch. And London was the leader of all of them. Did he boss them around all the time, not giving them any free will? Or was he somewhat laid back until things became serious? I was already the new kid at school, and now I’d be the new wolf in the pack. I didn’t know if I wanted to know if they did anything to new recruits to initiate them into the pack.
Did I want to be bossed around for the rest of my life? And London had said something about mates. What if I didn’t like mine? What if we just didn’t get along? What would happen then? There were so many questions I had now, and there was no way for him or anyone to answer them now; I didn’t know how to get into contact with them other than showing up at London’s again. And I wasn’t sure if he’d even be there. I mean, he did have a life, and I had clearly interrupted something when I arrived earlier.
Is that why that barely dressed girl had been glaring at me? Because she and London were mates and I had interrupted what must have been intimate time between them? If she was mad at me for that, it still wasn’t my fault for the way London treated her. He could have handled the situation a little better other than shoving her off of him. If all mates acted like that, then I wanted no part of it. I had gotten out of a possessive relationship before moving to Moonlight Falls, and I didn’t want anything to do with another one.
So for most of the weekend, I let my imagination run wild. I thought about what would happen after the full moon that was approaching and how I was going to get away from my family once a month until graduation. According to London, I was going to be out from sunset to sunrise. I’ve never snuck out of the house before, but I guess I was going to have to.
By Monday morning, I was exhausted. I had stayed up late thinking about what would happen a little over a week. That,
Once that was done, I returned to my room, and locked myself in. I had so much to think about, and I didn’t want to be distracted by my family or accidentally let something slip. They’d think I was crazy and may have me admitted. I really didn’t want that because I really wasn’t crazy.
Was I?
Collapsing onto my bed, my eyes landed on the drawing of the wolf I had found in my locker. It kind of made sense now. The woodsy scent coming from London and the rest of his group—his pack—was because they were constantly outside and were wolves. It had been one of them that delivered the drawing to my locker, I was sure of this. But I had no idea which one of them did it, the actual drawing and the delivery.
And the drawing must have been something to get me to think about what had happened to me in December, to try and get me to seek them out. It was probably their way of trying to jumpstart my questions. In a way, it backfired because it took me a week to approach them. Maybe that was why that guy had said that I needed to know today. I had apparently taken too long to approach them in their opinion. But how was I supposed to go to them about what happened to me when I hadn’t quite figured everything out for myself yet?
But what in the hell was I going to do? London basically told me that I’d either have to join his pack or be kicked out of town, as if this were the West in the late eighteen hundreds. There was absolutely no way I could survive on my own, because I knew that my parents wouldn’t understand why I’d have to move. Unless London has some sort of power over his father, and could force mine to sell his shares of the company and move elsewhere so he could practice law. But he wouldn’t really do that, would he?
But what would happen if I did join his pack? There were about two dozen of them at school, but there were probably more considering the kids’ parents and any siblings that weren’t in high school, or if they didn’t sit with the larger group at lunch. And London was the leader of all of them. Did he boss them around all the time, not giving them any free will? Or was he somewhat laid back until things became serious? I was already the new kid at school, and now I’d be the new wolf in the pack. I didn’t know if I wanted to know if they did anything to new recruits to initiate them into the pack.
Did I want to be bossed around for the rest of my life? And London had said something about mates. What if I didn’t like mine? What if we just didn’t get along? What would happen then? There were so many questions I had now, and there was no way for him or anyone to answer them now; I didn’t know how to get into contact with them other than showing up at London’s again. And I wasn’t sure if he’d even be there. I mean, he did have a life, and I had clearly interrupted something when I arrived earlier.
Is that why that barely dressed girl had been glaring at me? Because she and London were mates and I had interrupted what must have been intimate time between them? If she was mad at me for that, it still wasn’t my fault for the way London treated her. He could have handled the situation a little better other than shoving her off of him. If all mates acted like that, then I wanted no part of it. I had gotten out of a possessive relationship before moving to Moonlight Falls, and I didn’t want anything to do with another one.
So for most of the weekend, I let my imagination run wild. I thought about what would happen after the full moon that was approaching and how I was going to get away from my family once a month until graduation. According to London, I was going to be out from sunset to sunrise. I’ve never snuck out of the house before, but I guess I was going to have to.
By Monday morning, I was exhausted. I had stayed up late thinking about what would happen a little over a week. That,
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