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I walked into the room that was allotted to me by Kyra. The bedspread on the queen size bed was dark blue with a print that mimicked black lace. The walls were a deep red that resembled black cherries. The bed was positioned across from a large wooden dresser with a mirror, and next to the bed was a bookshelf that took up half of the wall next to the bed. The room had a gothic feel to it, but I didn't mind. In my opinion, having a darker room was more appealing than one that's brightly colored. I changed into the bright green beater and the pair of shorts Kyra lent to me. I looked through the books that she had on the shelf to see what books looked enticing to read before bed.

I was reading when Colin walked into the room wearing sleep pants and a gray tank. He stood in the doorway as I looked at him, admire his physique. His damp hair was slicked back against his head. He had just gotten out of the shower. It felt like my eyed were magnetized to his body. His eyes were cast downward at the floor while he moved his jaw in a way that drove me wild. In my book, that was a major turn on. Colin took a deep breath and looked up at me with his icy blue eyes. He examined my face, pausing at my lips and continuing then to my eyes. We both sat there, looking at each other, like we needed to remember every little detail about each other.

Colin was about to say something when Sam poked his head into the door. " We gotta get going bright and early tomorrow so y'all better get some sleep" He was gone as quickly as he appeared. Waiting for Colin to say something, I pulled the blankets over my legs. Colin sat down on the edge of the bed. I waited for him to say what he was going to say before Sam popped in.

I cleared my throat. Colin looked up at me, waiting for me to talk. Well if he was going to say something, he oughta say it. I waited for him to speak up, and when I got no response, I spoke up,

"How do you feel about everything?" I asked, not really sure what I meant myself. He gave me a confused look.

"What do you mean? Are you talking about the trip, or us?" He asked. I paused before answering him. Us? I didnt think there was an 'us' anywhere in the equation. I surely wasnt anywhere close to wanting a relationship satus any other than single.

"The-um- trip." I said. His eyes scanned my face another time. It seemed like he couldnt take his eyes off of me. I was absorbed into his vibrant blue eyes. The colors of an aquamarine stone with a ring of deep blue around the edges were perfectly designed to fit Colin. He was sweet, but had a daring side that was flirty and intriguing. I sat there, still waiting for an answer as he gathered his words.

"A little tiring, but I think It'll be worth it once we get there," he winked, "anyways, it's not like there would be any better choice for Sam and me to choose."

My thoughts trailed to what it would be like if I left them to sit in the cold making small talk all winter. Would they sit in a clearing of trees eating meager rabbits and the occasional deer? The memories of being a loner, cold and hungry in the dark flooded back to me. The things that I did for money and food make me cringe. The time before I met Dani was nothing I'm proud of. Imagining them starving for food in the freezing weather made me worry.

"Yeah," I said, not knowing what to say next. We sat in an uncomfortable silence.

"Sometimes I feel like Hercules, but instead of the strength of ten men, the instincts of ten men. It's like the wolf in me reacts differently than I should in my human state. Ya know?"

Before I could stop myself from talking, I blurted, " Did you know that Hercules isn't Greek, but is actually Roman? Heracules is originated from Ancient Greece. Hercules Roman. Heracules Greek. Same god, different names, different origins."

My knowledge of random useless facts was at times a gift, but mostly a curse. Despite my lack in social knowledge, I was definitely book smart. The downside of it is that I share random facts in socially unacceptable times.

Instead of giving me a sideways glance, he smiled at me. "What?" I asked.

"You're funny." he smiled, poking me in my ribs.

I giggled, poking him back. We returned each others' pokes, which then turned into a war of wrestling/tickling. Our attempt at words were drowned out by our own laughs as we tried to get the other to submit. I After we were both very tired from wrestling and out of breath from laughing so hard, we lay next to each other on the bed. Both of us lay looking up at the ceiling.

He turned his head to look at me. I faced my head toward his.

"That was fun. I underestimated your ability to dominate." He smirked.

"Well I guess my years of being an alpha paid off." I said, giving him my own smirk. He looked slightly surprised, but something told me he wasn't as surprised as he seemed.

Even though my years of being an alpha were probably behind me, I wouldn't let my ability to kick ass dwindle away to nothing. My instincts were always telling me to take charge of the situation, so that's what I did. I never let my power as an alpha go, just put away the responsibilities of caring for a pack by leaving the pack.

"I guess." He said, wiping strands of hair out of my face.

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IM SO SORRY. I haven't updated in at least a month... I've had a REALLY bad case of writers block. This was a really hard chapter to write even though it was practically a filler... Anyways, I hope my *few* readers like it, and I'll (hopefully) have another chapter up on Tuesday.

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