Chapter Four~
I take a deep calming breath and slowly release it. I pull off my clothes and put on shorts and a tanktop. "I'm going running."I say as I turn on my IPod of music. I start running my normal routine.
It's Wednesday and I've been trying to talk less to Niccone than I should. He has noticed too because he talks all the time and won't shut up until I say something. The bruise is almost gone but Sam went ape crazy when he saw it. He bought the whole I fell story like I new he would.
Hank and Trevor find my behavior funny and say it won't be long until I crack under his pressure. They say people have a hard time being mad at him or ignoring him. I say he is a Alpha werewolf of course they do. They have to talk to him and do as he says.
When I get back to our house I go to my room and shower. I put on jeans, a black t-shirt and my red jacket. I go downstairs and Sam smiles at me. I give him a weak smile back.
"Grandma wants you to take her some soup. I also packed some other stuff and I have some wolf matters to take care of. Have you seen Niccone or any of his goons he calls friends?" Sam says obviously irrataded. I blink a few times before shaking my head no.
"Haven't seen them since school. Maybe they had a meeting or something. And Sam I'm a big girl I know how to get to grandmother's house. " I explain. He treats me like a baby.
"I know it's just you have to go through the woods." He says while shaking his head." Anyways here and maybe one of those idiots will be here when I leave."
I grab the basket and slip on my shoes. I go out the door and start through the woods. Our grandmother lives a good thirty to fourty five minutes through the woods. I love going through the woods. I've always have, Sam says I get it from our grandfather.
I don't know if it's just paranoia but I think someone might be following me. I look behind me but don't see anyone. Our grandmother is sick so Sam usually takes her stuff but during the summer I do it. Since he was busy I got the job. I don't mind it though I love her though she is a little crazy. I hear it again so I look behind me. Nothing.
"What do you have in the basket Little Red?" Niccone asks. I hit him and scream. My heart feels like it might beat out of my chest.
"You scarred me you you jerk!" I shout. He is laughing hard. He is laughing so hard he has his hands on his knees trying to catch his breath.
"I'm so-sorry." He laughs.
"Geez. You almost have me a heart attack. How long have you been following me?" I ask. I hope he was the one following me because there is a lot of things in these words that could kill me. Well, I guess Niccone could too but he can't.
"Well you left the house about thirty minutes ago so that means when you went out on that run might I add is quite impressive." He says and winks. I can feel my eyes get wide with surprise.
"You were stalking me?"
"No I was keeping an eye on you." He clarifies. "Where are we going?"
"My grandmother's house." I grumble. I don't want him here.
"And to grandmother's house we go!" He sings. This can't get any worse.
"Really?" I ask. Never would I have thought that I would be walking in the woods with a soon to be Alpha to my grandmother's house with him singing to grandmother's house we go.
"So Little Red don't you find it it ironic that you are have a red hood, a basket and a wolf?" He asks. I give him a side glare.
"Since when do I have a wolf?" I ask him. He lets out a sigh and rubs my head.
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Little Red
WerewolfWerewolves do very much exist. They live among us and we fear them. For Chris, her brother just got her in more than she can handle. After all who could tutor a violent, moody Alpha to be? **All rights reserved** ~Very unedited~