Willow (Blood Vine Series) (8 page)

             
“Fine.” I gathered my Algebra book in my arms and spun away from Jed. He caught my hand before I could get far enough away though.

             
“Can I walk you to class?” It didn’t look like he was breathing as he watched the indecision on my face.

             
“Ok.” My sigh turned into a groan.

             
“It’s hard for us to stay away from you,” he proclaimed way too loudly.

             
“Shh,” I hissed.

             
He turned a sudden corner and pulled me along with him. He had a death grip on my hand so I didn’t have a choice but to follow him or live a life with only one hand. He set a quick pace to the end of the hall where we ducked into a small room marked “supplies”.

             
“Now we can talk.” My eyes adjusted quickly to the dark, but I still couldn’t see very much. I could tell that he was way too close to me though.

             
“What are we doing?”

             
“Rueben and I had a talk last night.”

             
“And he told you to bring me into the supply closet?”

             
“He suggested the boys’ bathroom. I improvised.”

             
I was silent for a heartbeat, trying to decide if he was kidding or being serious. Probably joking. “What did you two talk about?”

             
“Mostly you.”

             
There was a big surprise. “And?”

             
“We’ve decided that we aren’t staying away from you.”

             
“Well, you have to.”

             
“We toyed with the idea that maybe you could have a different boyfriend, one outside of the pack.” He growled low and shook his head, as if I had suggested it.

             
“I don’t need you two playing matchmaker for me.”

             
“The whole pack agreed.”

             
“So?” I didn’t like having this conversation with Jed, especially not in such close quarters.

             
“Rueben might be your first choice, but he has a girlfriend. If he broke up with Carlie to go out with you that would be the end for you.” He didn’t give me a chance to comment. “I would be a good boyfriend for you Willow.” His hand slid along my side, causing me to jump backwards and slam my head into a shelf.

             
“Ow.” I touched my head to check for blood. Jed chuckled softly.

             
He leaned his face close to mine so that our lips were almost touching. “You don’t have to be so jumpy,” he whispered. “I won’t bite unless you want me to.”

             
My stomach dropped to my knees. All my life I’d only ever wanted to be a normal teenage girl, but now I was cursing my teenage hormones to the pits of Hades. I had no experience with boys - whether they turned into wolves or not. “I don’t really care about being a cheerleader,” I whispered stupidly. He made it even more difficult to think when his thumb began to caress the skin at the small of my back.

             
“Will you be my girlfriend, Willow?” he spoke low in my ear.

             
I sucked in a mouthful of air. “All right.” I nodded in case he didn’t understand the strangled words.

             
I saw his teeth flash briefly before I felt his lips softly on mine. It wasn’t a passionate kiss, more just a seal to our deal. It was disappointing really.

             
In all the books I’d read and movies I’d watched, a girl’s first kiss was a big deal. My first kiss was in a supply closet with my pack member. The only reason Jed wanted me to be his girlfriend was so that I wouldn’t date anyone else. The pack’s mind was so close that I was basically just dating the pack. Jed was only the spokesman. If I had said I wanted to wear leather pants and dye my hair purple I would have been in the supply closet with Rodney.

             
“We better get to class,” I told Jed.

             
“Yep,” his lips popped. “We wouldn’t want to miss Mr. Cl-cl-cluck.”

             
“You’re so mean.” He laughed and pushed open the door. There was no one to see us, but Jed still held my hand down the hall to our class.

             
Mr. Cruff glared at us when we entered and wordlessly handed us our tests that the others were already taking. Only after I had taken my seat and begun my test did I notice that the seat next to me was empty.

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When the lunch bell rang, Carlie rushed up to me as if we’d always been friends. My eyes narrowed when she wrapped her arm around my waist. Rueben must have talked to her. I really needed to have a talk with these boys. “I talked to Coach Clinger,” she gushed, “she’s agreed to let you try out next week. It’s the middle of the season, but …” She winked dramatically at me. “Oh, and I heard about you and Jed Flannigan.” She kept her arm attached to my waist even as we walked down the hall. I didn’t consider myself clumsy but I found it difficult to keep my balance with another person attached to my side. “He’s a good choice, believe me.” Giggles erupted around us. What was that supposed to mean?

             
I felt my teeth grinding in the back of my mouth. I’d never had a friend, in fact I’d always wanted one, but as Carlie’s voice faded to just background noise I found myself wishing to just be invisible again. Jed dared to enter the pack of girls wearing too tight clothes that were surrounding me so that he could hold my hand to the cafeteria.

             
Carlie and her gang stayed close to our heels, talking nonstop about things I knew nothing about. Rueben slid in and wrapped his arm around Carlie. She clung to him confidently, knowing everyone was watching us, wanting to be us. All around me things seemed to be moving in slow motion.

             
We passed Colby and Tyson, who gave me a thumbs up and a grin; and Rodney, who just stared. Rueben leaned forward to whisper in my ear, “I told you we could make this happen for you.”

             
Part of me wanted to be ecstatic. Here I was, Willow Bennett, in the middle of the popular crowd. Soon I might even be wearing one of those short pleated skirts that would signify that I had made it. And next to me, walking me to lunch, was a cute teenage boy.

             
The only problem was that he wasn’t just a cute teenage boy. Jed was a werewolf. And so was Rueben. The way Rueben had his hands all over Carlie, it was easy to see that their relationship had already gone too far. And what had Carlie said about Jed being a good one? My eyebrows knitted together. What were they thinking? Carlie was only a human girl. It would be way too easy for her to get hurt.

             
Just as I’d always felt sorry for myself I began to pity Jed and the others. What kind of life had they been robbed of? There was so much now that they could never do. My chest tightened uncomfortably.

             
Rueben whispered something in Carlie’s ear that made her blush and swat at his arm; but I didn’t miss the way she pulled him closer to her.

             
I pursed my lips. I had been given the task of helping this pack. There were things they needed to know. Tonight the lessons would start. Lesson number one would be Mikhaul. I shuddered at just the thought of his name, but it had to be done.

             
“You okay?” Jed asked quietly.

             
“Willow?” Rueben was quickly by my side.

             
“I’m fine,” I assured them with a determined smile, “just fine.”

Chapter Eight

Accidents Happen

             
I flung my backpack on one of the long couches on my way to the kitchen. I hadn’t been given the chance yesterday to check out our supplies but I hoped they had gotten orange juice.

             
“You’re home,” a gruff voice greeted me.

             
I turned slowly. I hadn’t exactly forgotten about Gage, but I could more easily picture him as the huge black wolf. His grey eyes watched me through the mess of hair on his face. He really needed to shave. “I am home,” I finally responded after I realized he was waiting for me to say something.

             
“How did today go?”

             
“You know, usual high school stuff.” I continued my trek to find orange juice.

             
“I never went to high school.”

             
“Never?”

             
“I was young when I changed. Not as young as you and your sister, but young enough. Besides, when I was a boy we didn’t have high school.”

             
I was afraid to ask him when he was a boy. Then it would be even more weird to talk to him. “Ah.” I bit my bottom lip and quickly turned to the fridge. I was happy to see that they did get orange juice.

             
“Did the boys behave?”

             
I reached for a glass but they were too high. I clicked my tongue. Inconsiderate jerks. Suddenly, Gage was way too close to me. He reached above my head and brought a glass down for me. I tucked my hair behind my ears. “Thanks,” I mumbled. Once he was a safe distance away I was able to answer his question. “Well, Jed locked me in a supply closet and forced me to be his girlfriend,” I gushed. “But, other than that, they behaved very well. They have a lot of self-control for being so young.”

             
“So you’ve chosen a mate?”

             
“No! What?” I blushed furiously, so flustered that I almost spilled my orange juice. “It’s not … I mean it wasn’t … ” I cleared my throat nervously. “No.”

             
“I would have thought Rueben would be your first choice.”

             
“Rueben has a girlfriend,” I said quickly. “Besides, it’s just some stupid … high school thing.”

             
He nodded and turned away. “If you say so.” I rolled my eyes. If Gage hadn’t run with the dinosaurs, maybe he would understand the hierarchy of high school. It was worse than the pack.

             
I puffed my cheeks out and let my breath out quickly. “Um … I was thinking I’d go by Bella’s today. Ivy wasn’t at school. Maybe she’s sick or something.”

             
“Bella’s gone.”

             
“Gone where?”
I felt like it was my worst fear realized. I knew it was a possibility when Ivy said they were leaving, but didn’t want to accept it.

             
“Females are fickle creatures,” he mused.

             
“Gone where?” I repeated.

             
“She only came here to deliver you to Blake.”

             
“She enrolled us at school. Ivy, too.”

             
“She was told to. I have not heard much about Bella. She tends to fly under the radar, being careful to not bring much attention to herself.”

             
“That’s a good thing, though.”

             
“Yes.” It didn’t sound much like an affirmation though, not with his eyes narrowed like that.

             
“Will she come back?” I don’t know why I asked it, it made me sound like a child; and I already knew the answer.
             
“No, it is unlikely that you will see them again.”

             
Them? He had said them but he couldn’t have meant Ivy. Ivy would be coming in a few months to take over the pack. Gage must have meant Bella and her pack. Of course, the temptation to fight would have been too strong with two packs so close. It was better that she left, but sadness still managed to creep into my heart.

             
“Will you hunt tonight?” Gage asked.

             
“Uh … no, I don’t think I will.”

             
His eyes narrowed again, an expression I was coming to know well. “The pack will need to hunt.”

             
I took a deep breath and shrugged. “Yeah I know.” We stood there for a long moment of awkward silence before Gage ducked out the front door.

             
I gulped my orange juice down quickly and prepared to retire to my room so I could work on my paper for English. Maybe if I was lucky I wouldn’t have to deal with the pack tonight. I flinched guiltily when I remembered the resolve I had made at lunch. As the day progressed, my resolve slowly faded. Who was I to tell them how to live? No one was getting hurt. By the time the final bell rang I had convinced myself that the boys were fine. They had lived this long without a leader. What could go wrong?