Notice Me

Chapter 18: Uh-Oh

"Are you sure I look ok?" I asked twisting my body to the side and examining myself in the mirror. I had on a simple black v-neck tank dress with black strappy sandals. My hair was left down and straightened. Anya offered to do my make-up, but I declined graciously. I could afford to go without the wild look tonight.

I don't even know why I feel so nervous. It's not like I don't already know Mr. and Mrs. Evans. I guess it's because it's my first time seeing them as Tristan's mate. What if they don't approve? Didn't think I was fit for their son, or to be future Luna of their pack? What would I do then?

"You look great now stop being such a worrywart." Anya said smoothing out her red dress. She had on matching red heels and was applying her lipstick in my vanity mirror.

"So what's the plan for after dinner?" I inquired with raised eyebrows. "What time's the gig tonight?" We're going to watch Anya and her band Irresistable Attraction perform after dinner.

"We go on stage at nine." She answered fluffing up her hair and puckering up her lips, making a kissy face at her own reflection. "We need to leave here by at least eight to get there on time."

Anya and I spent the entire morning talking about exactly what occurred last night. Tristan and Luke were busy with Mr. Evans, pack business stuff. When Tristan and I got back into the truck, she was conscious but still out of it...if that made any sense.

"Thank god, I'm alive!" Anya shrieked incredulously, sitting straight up in the back seat she began patting down her body in disbelief as she looked around. When we got into the car, Luke had her head in his lap stroking her hair lovingly with the windows rolled down for fresh air.

"How...how did we escape the wolves?" Her voice quivered as she leaned forward and stuck her head in between the front seats. She looked back and forth between Tristan and I. She was giving me the suspicious eye as if she'd just been Punk'd or something. I can assure you my dear best friend that this is no joke.

Glancing over my shoulder at Luke, he looked so helpless and uncomfortable as he rubbed Anya's back comfortingly. Just the look on his face said it all, he's terrified of telling her. Turning to my side, Tristan's face was one of inconspicuousness, looks like he doesn't want the job either!

Bunch of wusses, some big tough wolves they are. Can't even suck it up and build the courage to tell her the truth. Guess it's left up to me, the wee human. Tristan began driving, we all had enough of the beach and the guys complained of being hungry so we decided to go get some food.

"Anya...sit back and put on your seat belt." I ordered pushing her forehead softly with the palm of my hand. I have to be sure she wasn't going to go flying into my lap. Obediently she shuffled back and buckled in. "Those wolves we saw out in the field. They were Luke and Tristan." I informed her, turning around in my seat to look at her.

I wanted her to see the look in my eyes and the seriousness on my face. Just to be sure that I was telling the truth and not kidding with her. Her eyebrows curved downwards and her lips got pouty like she was thinking hard for a Moment. The she burst into hysterics slapping her hands against her knees.

"Haha. You got me there. No, really, how did we get away?" She asked wiping all traces of a smile from her lips.

Blowing out a breath of frustration, I knew she wasn't going to believe it until she saw it with her very own eyes. "Wait until we pick up some food and head back home. You'll see ok?" I said shrugging my shoulders at her. She agreed with a slight nod of her head and a quiet "Ok."

There's no other way I can explain it without sounding like an absolute nut job to my best friend. Tristan pulled up to the drive thru at McDonald's and we all ordered our food. Refusing to take money from me or Anya for our meals, he pulled the back of my hand which was entwined in his on the center console up to his lips placing a gentle kiss there.