Liam's P.O.V.
I'm sitting with my pack, all of us wanting a look at David. After 10 minutes waiting for him. He comes in with a big dude with blonde hair, dragging a fear eyed David. You couldn't tell if you were human, but his eyes and scent screamed help.
Seeing him like that, I wanted to rip Jacob limb from limb.
They sit at a table in the middle, Jacob pulls David beside him. As he was pulled down he gets in his backpack and pulls one lunch bag out and hands it to Jacob. He puts his head on the table, closing his eyes. Is he not eating?
I want to go over there, but if I did, he might punish David. All through out lunch I had to refrain my self from killing Jacob. He touches what is mine. I did notice David kept looking at me. He's must be feeling the bond.
David's P.O.V
Jacob pulls me to the lunchroom. As we get into the lunchroom, he pulls me beside him in the middle if the room. I get his lunch out and hand it to him. Not eating I lay my head on the table, and think.
Why would Liam. The Liam, the star quarter pack, the ladies man, comfort me while I'm crying and call me love.
I liked that he held me. It. It made me feel loved and wanted. I haven't felt that in a long time.
I peek through my eye lids to see Liam staring at me with want and need.
I better stop thinking about him, he'll get hurt. I can't let that happen. Besides no one was looking, he'll probably punch me if that happened in front if people.
He will never would me. Only Jacob will. I'm ugly. I'm fat. Too short. Who would want me.
