The Werewolf and the Hunter

Chapter 8

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I jerked back in surprise as a hundred little shocks were sent through my arm the second Blake (aka Mr Cocky) touched my arm.  Blake’s eyes went wide but not long after a smirk fell across his face.

I scowled at him narrowing my eyes what the fudge is he doing to me?

I wouldn’t deny it, those little shocks felt nice as the flowed through my arm and into the pit of my stomach. It felt like all my happiest moments all rolled into one and times by ten. 

Blake began to smile. I have to say the smile was beautiful, it lit up his misty grey eyes and gave them a sparkle. I would never admit that to him though, never to a werewolf

I narrowed my eyes at the thought of him being a werewolf.

“What do you want?” I asked, all the anger I could muster seeping into my voice

Blake’s eyes widened at my hostility but I didn’t care.

“You hit your head in P.E so I took you here” he said. His fists began to clench at his sides.

Hmm wonder what he’s angry about? I thought sceptically as various veins began to pulse in his arms, and his jaw was clenched. “What’s wrong with you?”  I asked without concern, I didn’t care about him.....did I?

Blake sighed and stood up before turning on his heels and leaving the room.

“what crawled up his arse and died?” I wondered out loud, without realising it.

The nurse turned to look at me, a knowing smile on her face “you’ll find out one day dear”

I gave her an annoyed grunt. I don’t think I like her much, probably due to the fact that she’s a werewolf.

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I arrived to art late, thanks to some silly nurse who decided to take her time letting me go! The art room still held the usual comforting smell of paint and pencil shavings, as it did the day before.

As I sat down Valery turned to look at me, “Are you ok? I saw what happened in PE”

“yea I’m fine” I nodded, wincing slightly as the movement hurt my head, causing a slight headache to come back.

Valery started to smile, glancing at me as if she knew something I didn’t

“What?” I was slightly suspicious

Valery leaned forward in her seat “You should have seen Blake’s face when he was carrying you out. He looked like he was about to murder the whole class”

“What? The Blake?” Rainbow asked, Valery nodded her head “awww that is so sweet” Rainbow turned her head to stare at someone sitting at the back of the room.

Following her line of sight I spotted Blake. He was leaning back on his chair a small smirk on his face.

I hope he falls off

 

“That would be kind of funny” Valery chuckled nodding her head

“huh? Did I say that out loud?” I asked, a slight blush coming to my cheeks

“yea” Rainbow started giggling

+++ Blake POV+++

 

I was sitting in art class, slightly miffed that that Evangeline didn’t seem to like me very much, when Evangeline came through the door. I recognised her scent instantly.

She came and sat down in a seat in-between her two weird friends. I didn’t hate those two like all of my other friends, But their group is kind of strange. I mean who has a name like Rainbow? And that other blonde chick is way too happy, it’s like she’s on crack or something.  

 “what the Blake?” I turned to face the sound of my name, it was coming from that crazy hippie chick “aww that s so sweet”

“damn” In muttered wondering what they found so sweet . Although she was Evangeline’s friend so that’s a good sign...right? I began to smirk and lean back on the chair, thinking that if my Angels friends thought I was sweet, then she might too.

“I hope he falls off” I heard my Angel mutter. I couldn’t help but chuckle, but the sight of a cute pink blush coming to her cheeks had my heart beating erratically, damn what’s this girl doing to me?

“Alright class quiet down please” the art teacher said trying to calm down the class, we had been just talking for the last 15 minutes.

“I want you all to draw a flower, the first that comes to your mind” she said once the class was quiet.

Grabbing a pencil and paper I began to draw, being the soppy and newly in love idiot I am, I drew a rose. 

“You should see the new chick’s drawings, they are pretty awesome” Duke said glancing toward Evangeline.

I felt a surge of pride towards my Angel. If Duke thinks she’s good then she must be, Duke was picky when it came to art.

Looking over at Evangeline I could see she was concentrating hard on her work, her eyebrows were drawn together and she had a cute pout to her lips. Using my werewolf abilities I looked harder at her work, Duke was right she was amazing! She was drawing a bunch of flowers, I didn’t know what they were, but they were really good.

All of a sudden Evangeline’s eyes snapped up, glaring at me. I glared back at her, just to see how much it pissed her off.

I couldn’t help but laugh when my Angel flipped me the bird, ooh what a sweet thing she is I thought sarcastically.

It was then that I came to the conclusion that: even though she had a bit of a temper, Evangeline surely couldn’t be a werewolf hunter, my own mate would never do something like that..Right?