Chapter five: jacobs a what?

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"What?" I blurt out and the whole class looks at me for a second before going back to talking to eachother.

"Sshh. I dont want the whole world to know!" He whispered and chuckled, shaking his head lightly, seemingly amused by my reaction.

"Are you really a werewolf?" I stare at him, dumbfounded. Was he telling the truth or just messing with me like everyone else always did?

All he does is flash his dazzling grin at me and doesnt respond.

I wanna slap that grin off his pretty little face.

"Answer me. Now." I demand with a mixture of confusion and anger.

"Why should I tell you?" He chuckles.

"I-well you just should!" He was being stubborn, like I usually am.

The bell rings and I sigh in defeat.

"Good girl."

He pats my head before picking his stuff up and leaving the classroom quickly, disappearing into the crowd of people in the halls.

After a minute I follow. While fiddling with my lock trying to open it.

I feel a hand on my back right before I get shoved onto my now open locker door.

The corner of my head slams into the door corner of my locker hard and I black out soon after, falling to the ground with a thud that no one notices or cares about.

I wake up to the feeling of strong, warm arms carrying me. I nuzzle up to the mans bare chest, not caring who it was.

After a few minutes I get layed down on a mossy rock. I try to open my eyes but can't due to me still being weak. I whimper a little as I feel the pain in my head. I feel warm blood slowly trickling down my forehead and the pain worsens to the point I want to scream.

"Ssshh. Relax." I notice the voice as no one but Jacobs. I relax a little and fall asleep again, too weak to stay conscious.

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