Surprised?(Werewolf)

Chapter 2 - I'm Not Back For You

2 years and 36 days later (just bc I like being specific.)

"Nathaniel! Nicholas!" I screech as I'm assaulted with silly string when I come down the stairs.

"Nate run! The monster spotted us!" Nicks dramatic yell rings out around the house. I wipe the colourful string off of my face before running after the retreating twins.

Coursing loudly, I smack into a wall after I tried to slide around the corner. Frowning, I rub my ass as I push myself up.

"Seriously?" Jason's voice groans from behind me. "I asked you guys to make sure she's in a good mood, not piss her off!"

 "And why exactly do I need to be in a good mood Jason?" Turning on him, I raise an eyebrow, sensing something bad is about to come out of his mouth.

Just as Jason opens his mouth, Chase comes round the corner and cuts him off. "Why don't we go for breakfast?"

Eyeing the two suspiciously, I follow them to the kitchen, greeting various pack members as we go. They're all acting really strange. Well except the twins, they're always up to pranks like that. And I haven't seen the other three yet. Which is strange, usually all seven of them are in the kitchen pigging out.

Arriving in the kitchen, I see the terrible two digging through the fridge.

Grinning to myself, I rush up behind them and jump slightly, silently cursing my short height, and hook my arms around their necks and push their heads together.

Laughing loudly as they curse, I try to let myself drop but realise they've grabbed my arms. Hanging between them, I panic as they share a mischievous look over my head.

"Come on guys, we are all friends here, let's not do anything rash!" My eyes dart between the two brunettes so who have started walking with me still hanging between them.

"Put some pants on Beth!" Francis, a pack member calls out teasingly as he walks past.

Groaning in embarrassment, I look down and realise I'm still in my sleeping attire of undies, bra (thankfully) and a large top which is probably one of the boys. Immediately the twins put me down so my shirt falls back over my ass. They have the decency to look guilty and embarrassed, earning a small chuckle.

"Oi Beth!" Oli yells from the kitchen.

"What?" I call back as I make my way to the kitchen, the twins following behind me.

"Because you lo-" Oli starts before he cuts himself off when his eyes land on me. "Is that my shirt?"

Looking down at the large, black, Sons Of Anarchy shirt, I shrug. "Probably."

"For that you are so making us breakfast."

Behind me a few voices start laughing as I smirk. "You're really going to try and make me cook?"

Oli pales slightly, remembering the last time Matt tried to make me cook. I dislocated his shoulder.

"Chill, I couldn't sleep properly last night so I made some breakfast quiches." A few cheers are heard as everyone rushes to the fridge to get some.

"You okay gorgeous?" Jason asks, lagging behind.

Even after two years, he hasn't dropped the nicknames. "Yeah, I just had a funny feeling."

Jason suddenly becomes uncomfortable and shuffles slightly. The bad feeling I've had since last night gets worse as I watch Jason. I take a small step back, not feeling good.

"What is it?" I ask him, my voice hoarse.

"Maybe we should talk about it later.." He suggests.

"Don't you dare Jason. Tell me right now." Growling lowly at him, the knot tightens even more as I notice everyone around us frozen and watching wearily.