Bad boy meets his match

pack meeting

So the girl in the picture is Xana

3rd person P.O.V

Xana stared at him baffled. “Wait. Vampires?”

Ronnie stared at her, eyebrows furrowed. “Yeah, vamp—“

“I thought last week you guys said there wasn’t a damned vampire within 14 miles. If we are calling a pack meeting, it’s not just because the alpha wants to talk about keeping our eyes out for vampires, its because there’s an advance on the vampires whereabouts.  They are getting closer.” Xana blabbered out, hands raised in the air as she explained.

Ronnie examined her from head to toe, nodding his head. “As beta my job was to inform the others first and then my family last. And so we are being waited on; everyone is already at the barn apart from us, but that's okay, my friends tagged along.” He jerked his head back towards the front yard which could clearly be seen by the open door.

Two wolves paced back and forth, standing guard and glancing our way, anxious to leave.

Their brown coats shimmered in the light, both of their eyes where the same type of brown as their coats, and one pair was eyeing the house and the other was eyeing the open forest for threats. But the only threat Xana knew of was the one her brother had just told her. And she was quite unhappy to hear of it.

She glared at the wolves. “You brought the twins?” she groaned, “Oh, common! You know I—“she lowered her voice trying to be quiet. “I hate the twins right? Yeah you do. You do this on purpose. All the freaking time.”

Xana rolled her eyes, looking at her brother whom was grinning ear to ear at her annoyed expression.

She held her hand up, cutting him off. “I don’t want to hear what comes out of your mouth right now, I just want to go.”

Ronnie raised his eyebrow and she cut him off once again. “I am as much of a part of this as any one of you guys are, and you have to deal with it. Whether you like it or not. Now lets go or else we will truly be late.”

Xana walked down the stairs, still in her pj’s, not that she gave a damned about them, and put on her shoes.

She looked up at Ronnie who was giving her an amused look.

She quirked an eyebrow.

“What did you eat for breakfast?” he teased, brushing his shoulder against hers as they left the house, closing the door behind them.

“How about a bowl of shut the hell up. Now lets goooo.” Xana glared at him.

Ronnie gave Xana a side long look. “Wow, someone is PMS-ing--- Hey! Woah!”

Xana threw a rock at her brothers head, seething, “I swear to GOD, that every boy thinks that a girl’s on her period because she’s just snappy-er then usual. That is NOT the case. And I swear if you say that one more time; no matter when or under what circumstances; I will rip your throat out and shove it up your butt until you can taste it again.” She shrugged “Plus you ate my twizzlers, soooooo. It gives me the right to be mad at you.” With that, she smacked him up-side the head when she was close enough.

“God you’re so feisty when it comes to your candy.” Ronnie rubbed his head, a small smile on his lips.

“What can I say? I live on candy when I’m on my period.” Xana shrugged again.

Ronnie’s head jerked to hers. “I thought you said you weren’t---“

“I didn’t say anything.”