Forbidden Alliance: A Werewolf's Tale (Forbidden Alliance Trilogy) (5 page)

“Hello, Earth to Jay Dee,” Yahto said
as he
waved his hand in front of my face to get my attention.

“Huh?” I looked at him confused.

“I’ve been talking to you for like ten minutes,” he said and groaned loudly before softly knocking into me.
“What are you thinking about?” he asked.

There wa
s no way in hell that I was about to tell him that I had a schoolgirl crush on a damn vampire!
He’d kick my ass from
Lummi
to
Brookings
and back.

“Nothing, are you going to be a ball-hog all period?” I complained, desperately trying to change the
subject, and thankfully Yahto wa
s as blond as they
came
so it worked and
he threw the football to me.
My las
t class of my shorten schedule wa
s
gym
;
I share
d
it with Yahto and
six other werewolves so it wasn’t
that bad.

“What’s taking so long?” I
mumbled and looked
at the clock on the wall above the door
, trying my hardest to get Tanis out of my mind but his beautiful
silver-streaked blue
eyes were apparently haunting me because they were all I could see when I closed my eyes
.

“Chill, you always get here like fifteen minutes before third period releases.”
Yahto tackled me
,
and both of us slid across the gym floor
and
into the wall, sending the ball spinning across the room in the opposite direction.
“I think you lost some yardage, girlie!” he taunted.

“Yahto, why do you forget that I’m a girl?” I complained from under him.
“Or do you even realize that I am one?” I groaned.

“There’s no way in hell that he doesn’t know you’re a girl,” an unfamiliar man said, effectively
commanding
our attention.

Who in the hell…must be another vampire
.

Instantly Yahto was growling under his breath.

“I’m Romeo and these are my cousins,”
the interloper
said.

I
chuckled, thinking he was kidding,
and Yahto pulled me to my feet.

“It’s nice to see you again,
Mr. Ashton
,” I said
, looking around Romeo to the blond eying me.

“
Miss Jay Dee
,” Tanis
said with a nod of the head,
then
smirked
when he got
a dirty look from Romeo.
“Are we playing
...
football
today?” he asked, picking up the spinning pigskin.

We shrugged.

Usually we just ran around like chickens with our heads cut off.
Our gym teacher was one of the elders of the pack so he never bothered
us
with state-required physical testing.

Yahto took a protective half step in front of me, shielding me from the vampires while the other werewolves in class joined us.
The invisible line in the sand crap was just ridiculous.

Tanis eyed them cautiously, seemingly understanding.
“This is Romeo, and me sister Bitchzilla,” he introduced and the fuming redhead punched him in the arm.
“I mean Georgiana.
And
this is
Steffen and
his...
girlfriend
,
Abigail...
Abby.”

The werewolves turned to me since
I was
the daughter of the alphas
,
thus
I would
have the say in
High School
werewolf matters.

I looked to Yahto and nodded.

“Jay Dee, Nathanial, Adam, Tosh, Megan, Zee, and I’m Yahto,” he introduced.
“You
want to
play a pickup game?”

“Touch?” Steffen asked with a smirk, eying Yahto and took the ball from Tanis.

I laughed under my breath.
“Let’s give them a taste of Northwest touch football, werewolf style,” I said in
Salishan
.

The
werewolves laughed
and nodded their agreement.

“Sure.
This way,
Cousins
,” I said with a smirk.

“
No offense, but
I don’t play with girls,” Steffen said, hurling the ball surprisingly fast at Yahto.

But I was faster; my hand snapped out and snagged the ball from the air.

The vampires looked confused, which was amusing.

“I’m the quarterback,” I said as seductively as possible for some reason.

Romeo licked his lips while Tanis tilted his head to the side; he looked contemplative.

Yahto threw me over his shoulder,
as
he always
did
, and slapped
my
ass as we headed to the football field.

“I need a ride to work,” I told hi
m as we crossed the parking lot, my eyes kept flickering to the intense
silver-streaked blue
eyes burning into mine from behind us, the veil of blonde hair I was trying to hid
e behind did very little to
guise
the fact that I was, once again, checking Tanis out.

“Sorry,
Jay
,”
Yahto
said.
“I promised Miss Dawson that I’d help her put together those bookshelves during lunch.
You can take my truck…oh wait.
Shit, that won’t work either.
I have to go to Bellingham right after school to pick up some stuff for the party.”

“Damn it,” I mumbled.

The weather was turning and I
didn’t want to walk in the rain, but I
apparently
had very little choice.

“Don’t worry about it,” I assured him when he sat me down.
“It will only rain a little bit.
Pick me up when I
get off work?” I asked hopeful.

“I’ll be there at six-thirty to get you, promise,” he said and kissed my forehead.

Lovely
.

I’d be walking home as well.
Anytime Yahto
promis
ed
something it mean
t
that he’d most likely forget.
He always did.

I really wasn’t paying attention when they went over the rules, boundaries and all of those important things.
I was trying to keep from sneaking a peek at Tanis from the corner of my eye...it was a struggle to say the least.
Thankfully the boys and I play football every Sunday after the Seahawks blow it out their asses—the Hawks reall
y had talent but the coaching wa
s questionable at best—so playing with vampires shouldn’t have be
en
that much different.

Zee ran around like a little kid, doing cartwheels and back handsprings down the field, and it helped to distract me from ogling the blond vampire.

“Hit me, baby girl!” Zee called out from the
end
zone.

Fi
fty-yard throw, I’ve had longer, so
I sent the ball spiraling towards him.
Bei
ng the theatrical kid that Zee wa
s, he jumped and
caught the football single
handedly.
His touchdown dance rivaled those of the women’s US soccer team at the Olympics: his shirt came off, he ran around the field, and slid across the grass on his knees before praising Jesus.

“And I’m spent,” he said and headed over to the sidelines to hang out with his girlfriend, Megan.
In Zee’s opinion, he’s too pretty to risk playing combat sports.

“Game on?” I asked, already
bored
.

“Game on,” they said in unison.

That was interesting, painful, but interesting.

Unfortunately, it started raining ten minutes into the game, turning the field into a muddy mess.
I don’t think the vampires were expecting the werewolves to be that agile on the slick grass; a misapprehension they quickly adjusted to correct.

After a quick shower
,
I changed back into my jeans and tee shirt and headed to the side exit.

“Miss Jay Dee, may I have a moment?” an all too familiar voice called out from behind me—his voice shouldn’t have been that damn familiar to me already.

That
wasn’t good.

I waited under the awning, silently praying that I was
completely insane and
just hearing
voices—being crazy would have been the lesser of two evils—
and that I wasn’t being chased down by a vampire...by Tanis!

When I was no
longer alone, I forced a smile
;
I wasn’t imagining things
, wasn’t crazy,
and obviously my prayers went unanswered.

“Are you still upset that I tackled you and forced a fumble?” I tried to tease.

“No,
however,
you certainly gave me something to think about,” Tanis said.
“I underestimated you, something I
shall
not err in again.”

I nodded and smirked; it was an awesome hit.

Tanis pulled his hand through his damp hair, pushing it back.
“Miss Jay Dee,
t
he rain is not letting up, would you care for a ride to work?” he asked.
“I am not hungry for lunch at the moment thus I have thirty-five free minutes,” he explained.

That’s nice of him, really nice…damn that accent is sexy and sophisticated.

I shook my head.
“You don’t have to do that, it’s only two miles,” I assured him
,
but, by God, I so wanted to take him up on his offer.

“I insist,” he said.

“You’re not going to try to kill me or something are you?” I blurted out
,
and he didn’t find it amusing
in the least
.
“Don’t worry about it.
Thanks for the offer,
Mr. Ashton
.” I smiled and headed to the parking lot, and as my lack of luck would have it, a loud crack of thunder vibrated the ground and the rain started to fall even harder.
It wasn’t the best day to forget my jacket in the car with Jarvis.

Damn it.
At least my shirt isn’t white;
that
would be transparently embarrassing.

“
Miss
Jay Dee, do not be
daft...
ridiculous,” Tanis groaned and followed me.
“You will catch a cold or get ill.
Where is your jacket?” he scolded.

“You realize that you’re sounding very paternal right now, right?” I complained.

Just as I passed a white pearlescent Range Rover, the alarm deactivated and the lights flashed.

No way.

Of course he’d drive a vehicle that cost as much as a house.
Wasn’t that what all vampires did?

“Get in the car,” he
said
, holding the passenger door open for me.

I stood there, trying to keep from eying him—he looked even hotter in the rain—so I turned
my face
towards the sky and allowed the rain to wash over
me
.
Being a
Pacific
Northwest
girl, the rain was usually a welcomed companion that always helped to clear my mind.
When I was younger, I’d stand in the rain and envision that each cool drop caressing my skin was washing away my problems.