Almost Out of Time

Chapter 22

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Chapter 22

Chase

            I took a deep breath, careful not to disturb Nicole—who was sleeping soundly on my chest, looking like an angel. I tilted my head back and allowed my eyes to flutter close, only to hear the door open, hitting the wall with a loud bang.

            Nicole sat up, pushing on my chest to do so, and both of our eyes darted towards the door. Natalie was standing there, her clothes looked skewed a bit and her lips were pink and swollen. Her hair looked knotted and messy, like someone had run their fingers through it multiple times.

            Nicole laughed. “Have a little too much fun, Nat?” she asked, moving to sit cross-legged.

            “You can never have too much fun, Nicole. I may have had a little more fun than usual but,” she shrugged. “Oh well.”

            “Where’s Lisa?” Nicole asked tipping her head to the side.

            “Still just talking to lover boy in the other room, I mean you should at least make out with someone that hot,” Natalie rolled her eyes and leaned against the door.

            “Not everyone is as…” Nicole paused, looking her friend up and down before continuing. “Active as you are.”

            Natalie gave her a look. “I suppose you two weren’t in here doing anything naughty…her mouth is still virgin pure.”

            Nicole blushed but gave Natalie an annoyed look. “We have to wait…”

            “Oh yeah, the mating ritual, Jonathan told me all about that,” Nat shrugged walking to look out the window. “Unfortunately he had to leave, I wanted to ask him some more.”

            “What’s that?” Nicole asked; her eyes—I’m assuming—were on the same thing mine were on…the bite mark that sat on the back of her shoulder, with dried blood on and around it.

            “What?” Natalie asked turning around to face us.

            “The bite mark on your back,” Nicole said; her face pale.

            “Shit, he really did bite me didn’t he?” Natalie asked walking to my floor length mirror to look at the bite mark. “Fucking liar!”

            “What happened to your non-cussing streak?” Nicole asked.

            “Fuck that, look at this!” she cried out. Her eyes flashed to mine. “Am I going to turn into a werewolf now?!”

            I sat up and my lips thinned. “I…I think so. We need to take you downstairs, now.” I stood up and walked to Natalie, putting a hand on her arm. “Nicole are you—“

            “I’m coming,” she nodded walking to us.

            I led Natalie downstairs to my father’s office, with Nicole at my heels.

            “Father,” I said entering the office, where both of my parents stood talking to each other. “Jonathan bit her.” I turned Natalie around and showed them the bite mark, they gasped.