My Best Friend's Werewolf

5 Pretty Face

Would it be rude to ask him about the mark? "Sorry that you had to pick me up."

"It's no problem."

When we pull into the parking lot of a diner, I find myself paying attention to the crescent mark on his arm as he turns the wheel. Birthmark? Bite?

The diner is crowded but there's a booth available. I order some eggs and toast, while Travis orders five eggs, six slices of toast, and five pancakes. I could barely eat two pancakes. I know he's a guy, but they can't eat that much. . . Right? It's not like they're a different species from women. Even the waiter is a bit shocked. Once he leaves, Travis covers up the mark with his hand. He seems so relaxed, it's like it's natural for him to cover it.

"What is that?"

"What?" He sounds as if I've caught him off guard.

"The mark on your arm."

He rubs the spot. "You saw that?"

I cringe.

"It's nothing. Just a birthmark."

"Is this her?"

We both look up to find a guy staring down at us, smiling at me.

"No," Travis says quickly. "This is Addy, my little sis' friend."

I smile with a slight nod, and then watch as his face shows disgust. He takes a seat on my side of the booth and scoots in, forcing me to squirm to the side.

Travis scratches the back of his neck. "What are you doing here?"

The unnamed guy glances at me. "I always forget you have a sister. To answer your question though, he sent me to tie up somethings with his girlfriend."

I just love it when people decide to have cryptic conversations around me.

"Hunter, what are you doing here I mean? I thought you didn't like people."

"I don't." The new guy, or Hunter, glances at me. "But she seems okay. So you're going to their house in the mountains, huh?" he asks me.

"Yep. It's a last minute thing."

"A full moon's coming up. Do me a favor and stay out of the forest that night, okay? Wouldn't want anything to happen to your pretty face."

Again, not sure how to feel. Terrified? Flattered? Flustered?

"Hunter," Travis warns as the waiter brings out our food and drinks together.

Hunter crosses his arms and leans back. "She's not yours."

"It wasn't that that I was referring too."