His Violet Wolf

Chapter Eight

Adelaide

I woke up to a soft kiss on my cheek, then the tickle of hair on my forehead. I scrunched up my nose, refraining from itching my head. I opened my eyes to see Boone on one side of me, and Flynn on the other, they were both smiling like idiots, looking at my face with amusement.

I narrowed my eyes. Somethings fishy.

"What? I know I look like a troll in the morning, but it's not funny." I said, crossing my arms and frowning. They both burst into laughter, and I continued to stare at them in confusion.

"Okay. What's going on?" I ask again. Flynn just goes back to laughing, and Boone is rolling around on the floor. I huff, and go into the bathroom, to see what all the fuss is about.

I turn on the light, and after the initial blindness goes away, I can take a good look at what is now my face.

They drew a huge, bushy mustache above my lips, made me have a unibrow, put a mole on my forehead, and drew a W on my chin, so it looked like I had a butt chin. I gasped. Oh the horror!

"You guys are going to get it!" I shouted, running out of the bathroom. Boone screamed and ran out of the room, with Flynn on his heels.

"Every man for himself!" Boone said, rushing to his room. I ran after him, knowing he was the supplier. The little devil. I decided that I would go after Flynn later, since Boone was an easier target.

"Boone!" I yelled, stretching out the O's. He shrieked, then closed his door. I ran up to it, and pounded on the door, yelling at him to open up. Everything was silent for a few moments, then suddenly Boone whipped the door open, and shot at me with his nerd darts.

I shrieked, holding my hands out in front of me to try and ward them off. One hit me straight in the eye. Damn, that hurt!

"Ow!" I yelled, then put my hand to my eye. To my utter astonishment, I was yanked back into a hard chest, large arms going around my waist.

"What happened? Are you alright?" Flynn asked, his fingers weaving through my hair, twirling the strands between his fingers. I was too surprised to answer, my wide eyes looking into his concerned blue ones. He had a faint smile on his face, after looking at the marker on my face.  

But finally, he cracked, and started laughing. I scowled, and stepped away from him, hands on my hips.

"I'm sorry Angel, but I can't take you seriously with that stuff on your face." He said, and nudged me towards the bathroom.

I scoffed. "You're the one who did this to me!"

He just shrugged and pointed towards the bathroom. I pouted, and turned towards the door.

But before I could make it far, Flynn grabbed my arm and turned me around. He held my face with the palm of his hands and dipped his head low enough so his lips could brush mine. I faintly heard Boone say, "Ew" but the tingles that erupted from his slight touch made me forget where I was. I went on my tip-toes, and pressed my lips more firmly to his. He pulled back slightly, but I could still feel the smile forming on his lips against mine.

"I'm sorry Angel, I just couldn't resist." He said, winked, and walked down the stairs. I stood, rooted to my spot, before Boone ruined my shocked stupor.

"Are you two dating?" He asked. I was about to answer yes when I realized that we hadn't really talked in depth about our relationship. Sure we were mates, and he wants me to be his luna, but we hadn't defined what we are. I scrunched my eyebrows together, and turned back to Boone.