SheWolf

12

A lot happens in this chapter, but it's about time to get the plot rolling! Also, there's a few POV changes so sorry about that.

Raelynn

I took a small bite of the chopped up cucumber, noticing how uneven all the pieces are from one another. I had one simple job; cut the fruits and vegetables. And I practically murdered them, slaughtering the poor food with the knife that Dwane should have never trusted me with.

I glanced up at everyone, hoping they aren't rejecting my slaughtered vegetables and fruits.

Dwane decided to make a huge feast for dinner tonight. I assume it's because they or 'we' have Zander and his buddies staying here. Somehow most of the guys fit at the large dining room table. It's a bit funny, seeing all these enormous burly guys crammed together like they are. All the leftover guys are either in the living room or kitchen.

I'm in the kitchen, standing at the counter, quietly eating my food that Jim practically piled onto my plate. John is next to me, like he has been for the entirety of this evening. Across from us, sitting on the barstools is Seth and Zach.

Us 'kids' have kept quiet while all the 'adults' have been talking. I tuned them out for the majority of the time, only picking up bits and pieces here and there. Earlier, I was briefly introduced to the guys in Zander's pack, but I forgot their names as soon as they said them. I just stopped calling X pointy nose guy, I'm not great with names.

I sighed, looking down at the huge pile of pasta and honey pork that's still left on my plate. I can't do it. I reached capacity after I finished the potatoes, salad, ravioli, and steak. I don't know why Jim felt the need to add more food to my plate after I dished myself up what I wanted and knew I could eat. It was embarrassing that he did that in front of all these guys too.

I looked over at Johns empty plate next to mine and raised my eyebrows. I don't suppose he's full yet. I mean, he has that insane werewolf appetite that they all have. I peeked up at Jim, who's sitting at the head of the dining room table, talking with Zander and another guy.

He's not watching. Nows the time to strike.

I looked up at John and lightly hip bumped him. It was more of my hip on the side of his thigh, because of the size difference, but same thing. He looked surprised as he glanced down at me.

I lightly pushed my plate towards him, and gave him a cheesy smile, hoping that he'd still be hungry.

He pushed his head back, looking at me like I was crazy. He gave me a pointed look and gestured to Jim, who'd have a fit if he found out I didn't eat all my food like a big girl!

His words not mine.

I rolled my eyes, and placed my hands on my stomach, and fake pouted, exaggerating how stuffed I am. I mouthed 'please', to put a cherry on top.

Johns eyes softened. He nervously bit his lip as he glanced back up at the table, to see if anyone's watching him. I smiled a bit, happy that I'm not going to have to rely on bulimia to get me through this meal.

That is, until I watched Johns face turn into panic, as his foot slightly kicked mine, getting my attention. I followed his gaze to two of Zander's guys sitting at the dining room table, smirking as they watched John and I.

Well shit. I know from their amused faces, they saw my practically begging John to eat the rest of my food. I was introduced to them, but don't even know where to begin with their names. One of them has brown eyes and light brown hair, with really big lips. The other has slightly longer curly blond hair that falls just above his eyebrows, and dark blue eyes. They're older, around Jim's age.