Broken

Caught

Chapter 9

After my humiliating display of agility, I did the only thing even remotely possible. Pretend absolutely nothing happened. For the rest of the day pretty much nothing happened. Or maybe it did and I just didn't notice. All well.

I walked through the door to my room to get ready for the meeting at the pack house. The pack house is where the Alpha, Beta, and their families live. It's also where some pack members live that don't have families of their own. Anyways, every Friday after school, the whole pack goes to the pack house to have a meeting and talk to the rest of the pack. Today, like every other day, the entire pack gathered into the meeting room so we could start the meeting. I looked around for Eric, unable to stop myself, but I didn't see him anywhere. Being the future Beta of the pack, it was required that he went to all meetings, so I found it kind of weird that he wouldn't be here. Oh, crap, was he sick or something?

Even though he rejected me and all that, I still cared for the little jerk. Thinking this, I decided to go look for him in his room.

I walked down the beautiful hallway, following his intoxicating scent that hopefully lead to his room, and watching all the modern paintings flash by in their pristine conditions. I stopped in front of the door and saw that it was opened a crack, like it was slammed in a hurry and instead of shutting just slammed back open. I peaked inside and saw. . .

Oh. My. God.

Instead of ripping the chick away from him and beating the living crap out of her like the other one, I calmly turned on my heel, and walked away.

I thought I'd feel myself shatter again, but really, I didn't care anymore. Not about him, or any disease-ridden girl that he decides he rather have than me.

'It's absolutely fine if he wants an other.'

'Completely doesn't bother me.'

'I'll be just fine on my own.'

'I think I'm going to have a panic attack.'

At this thought I finally realized that I was giving myself a pep talk after finding my mate in bed with anther girl. Again. Wow, I really did sound like the freak that Eric said I was. But at this point, if what he called me was something that I really don't mind being, than I quite honestly will embrace it cause it's not going to change suddenly. Besides, I like talking to myself. Unlike everyone else I'm not a two-faced gossiper. Plus, my mind is awesome.

In my rant that I just realized was going inside my head, I noticed someone walking beside me.

'For being a wolf your incredibly observant' I thought to myself.

I turned my head slightly to notice tousled brown hair on a body that was only a couple inches taller than my own 5'6 frame.

I looked slighter harder to the guys face and noticed his blue eyes above his curved nose.

I looked away from his crooked smile and back into his eyes. Eyes that I would notice anywhere. Eyes that haunted me for months and still does in my worst nightmares.

Tanner.