Loving A Stubborn Werewolf (BoyxBoy) - Book 4

Chapter 1: Jamie Nance

Jamie Nance, that's the name everyone knows. That's also the name I go by. I'm 18-years-old and a senior in high school. I'm 100% gay and always has been. I make it pretty obvious with my designer clothing and choice of friends, which are mostly girls.

I'm also a werewolf in the White Water Pack. But the thing that sucks is that I never get to go to meetings and see the hot boys who are my alphas. I'm always working because I work from right after school to eight. I work at Pacsun. It's not a designer clothes store, but it'll do.

I've never even seen the beta because of all the meetings I miss. I'm kinda disappointed because I've heard that he can be pretty gorgeous.

"Jamie!" My mom called. I walked downstairs in my Lacoste shoes, black skinny jeans, and white button up shirt with a navy blue bow tie.

"Yes, Mom?" I asked, walking into the kitchen. My mom was stirring something in a metal pot and it smelled amazing. My mom was a chef at a restaurant and I love it when she cooks at home.

"How was school?" She asked, looking over at me.

"Amazing, I had English today."

"Jamie, it's really weird that you're obsessed with your English teacher."

"He's hot!" I said.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, sure."

"I gotta leave for work in an hour." I told her.

Okay, so you're probably wondering why I work so much. Well, about a year ago, my dad got killed by a drunk driver. I got a job a few months after to help my mom pay for the bills. I give her half of my paycheck and use the rest for clothes.

"Okay, go get dressed for work and dinner will be ready."

"Ugh, okay." I groaned. I went upstairs and changed into my bright pink tank top with the Pacsun logo on it. I changed from my Lacoste shoes to my Birkenstocks.

I hated having to change my style for my work. They said that I need to "fit in" in order to work there. They said that I can't talk back to customers, which is so hard for me.

I walked into work and went to the back room. My coworker, Katie, was checking inventory on shoes.

"Hey, Jamie, how are you?" She asked.

"I'm fine, I guess. I just want to go home already." I said, chuckling.

"You really hate working here, don't you?" She asked, chuckling.

"I can't even flirt with guys. It ruins the moment when they flirt with me and I have to say, 'come back at eight and I can flirt back'."

She laughed. "I'm sorry."

"I gotta get to the register, see you later, babe." I said and walked out.

I opened the register with my card and counted all the money. The door opened to the store and I didn't even look up at who walked in.

"Welcome to Pacsun, do you need help looking for anything?" I said in a dull voice.

"I think I'm good." A male voice said. I looked up at the body of the precious and raspy voice, but he was already turned around. I was drawn to him, but I wasn't allowed to leave the register.

I waited for him to turn around, but I got distracted by the door opening again. "Welcome to Pacsun, do you need help looking for anything?"

The teenage girl looked up at me with a smile. "Yeah, where are your shoes located?"

I gave her a confused look and pointed towards the back wall, which showed the shoes. It was very obvious to see right as you walk in, so she had to be flirting with me.