Unleash

Chapter Five

Days passed and my insanity grew. Oliver moved a few seats down after the touching incident...but quickly came back to the seat near me after three days of solitude. Our bond was growing, shifting, solidifying. My wolf paced holes into my mind, craving her mate and everything that came with him. God, even at this point him just looking at me would sedate her for a while. Me on the other hand...I didn't even know him. I was forced to be obsessed. It was a tricky situation. I wasn't in love, that would be insane, but I knew if the goddess chose him for me we must be somewhat compatible, right?

Robin bugged me all weekend, begging for the gritty details of the bond. She was astounded I had the self control to not even make a move. It felt nice to vent, but after the weekend I grew anxious again and I knew she was getting over it. She begged me to do drastic things to get my mate, change my look, change my personality, but I wouldn't budge.

"Hazel! Get your ass in the car!" She was not so patiently waiting in my passenger seat. She convinced me to let her sleep over last night but I was seriously regretting it considering she attempted to hide my normal clothes; baggy mens shirts and skinny jeans. She wanted me to wear something different, something to make me stand out but I told her that if my own mate couldn't accept me for the way I was, he wasn't worth it. 

"I'm coming, I'm coming! Don't get your panties in a bunch." I growled out. She smiled angelically at my bitter attitude as I yanked my car door open and climbed inside.

I normally take Max to school too, but he was ill. Wolves getting ill was rarely heard of but it happened occasionally. My mother was currently doting over him like he was a new born while he acted like he was close to death, laying on the couch and moaning in exaggerated pain.

"So, what are you going to do about your matey?" She asked, bouncing in her seat. I fumbled around, putting converse on my feet and yanking my frizzy hair up into a ponytail. Both of these things completed my signature look. 

"What are you a pirate?" I snorted, shoving the keys in the ignition and turning. The car roared to life. Robin sighed, looking at me with her big hazel eyes.

"Haze, you have to do something! Maybe talk to him?" She suggested. "What's his name again? Oh yeah, Oliver. Maybe I'll talk to him since you won't!" 

"Don't even. Also, if he wants me he can talk to me." I ground out. The wolf in me growled in my head at the idea of him not wanting me but I brushed her off. I was strong alone; I didn't need anyone. But I could want someone. Robin leaned over and put her hand on mine which was clenched tightly on the steering wheel.

"You can have feelings sometimes Haze...it isn't all business 24/7." She whispered to me. I knew she was right. She was always my voice of reason. I wasn't ready to drop my tough girl persona; my shield against the scrutiny of the pack.

"Drop it; please." I mumbled and her hand dropped from mine. I meant the subject not her hand but I guess that worked too.

I drove quickly, eager to get out of her pitying gaze. When we reached school I parked, shut the car off, and quickly hopped out of the driver's seat. Hazel slowly peeled herself out of her seat, she was staring at me intensely. Right when she closed the car door I clicked the lock button on my keys and stormed away to first period. I felt slightly guilty about my cold demeanor and actions, but whats done is done. 

The hall was empty, and so was my head. It seemed almost as if I floated down the hall. To clear myself of negativity or anger I became blank, emotionless. I arrived at first period in record time.

Taking my usual seat next to Thomas, I sighed and began to take my books out. He cleared his throat.

"Robin texted me, is someone still on shark week?" He said to me in a baby voice. He put his arm around my shoulders, causing a nasty sick feeling to penetrate my stomach; the bond was upset at the contact. I shrugged him off.