Chapter 13

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"Renee, where are you going? Its Saturday!"said Lance. He was sitting on the couch and watching a football game with Mac and a few other wolves, wearing a muscle shirt and jeans.

I looked back at him, remembering what he told me yesterday and that we had no school on the weekend's.

"Oh, almost forgot. I'm just gonna go and do some combat, or just hang around. I have to go to a meeting for the Protectors at five anyway."I said, smiling akwardely and walking away slowly and backwards.

He jumped up and walked to me. "I'm coming with."he said. I smiled. "You don't have to-"I began but he cut me off. "But I want to and will."he said forcefully.

I stared into his eyes and he softened. "Please?"he asked with puppy dog eyes. I sighed and nodded. "So, where are you going first?"he asked, happy that I agreed for him to come along. I shrugged. "Maybe to check and see if they're holding any tournaments. They have it every month, I overheard the next one will be in a couple days. And,"I said, smiling evily at him.

"We can mame, and do whatever, they have a healing doctor that can cure near death experiences!"I said evily and laughed.

"Oh. Hell no. Lets check out the schedule."he said and we walked to the main hall where it was buzzing with excitement and laughter. "Its in five days, on Friday. Wippee!"I said and did a dance that looked beyond stupid.

He smiled and looked around. He then tensed up and wrapped an arm around my waist. "Don't. Speak."he said in a struggling tone.

I turned slowly and frowned at him before looking at the group walking to us. Everyone quieted down and I raised an eyebrow in an unconcerned manner.

Jack and Nicholas were the main leaders and they walked to us slowly. "So, I see your looking at the tournament. Hoping to join?"Nicholas asked and signed his name, Jack and a couple others also signing it on the red team.

I wrote my name, Lance's and Mac's on the black team. "Nicholas, why do you continue to talk sh!t when I kicked your a$$ multiple times?"I asked him, feigning hurt. He growled and stepped up to me, but Lance stepped between us.

He was several inches taller than Nicholas and Jack, maybe 6'4. "I suggest you walk away."he said, growling. I sighed and pulled him by the shirt and said through the pack, Wait till the tournament day.

He stared at me and nodded, stepping away from the group of boys. Nicholas smirked. "Much of a coward around your pathetic girlfriend, are you?"he asked but that pissed both of us off suddenly.

I growled and clawed my nails at him but pulled back, holding back a painful growl. Lance was less controllable, as he punched Nicholas squarely in his nose and glared at Jack as he tried to advance on him.

I pulled Lance away and went to the combat area. "I will slaughter them to the point healing their wounds is impossible."I said. Lance agreed and wrapped a arm around my shoulder.

"Just five more days. Five. More. Days."he said, reassuring us both.

Lance's P.O.V

The days were indeed to be limited. But every glance I threw at Renee, I felt her anxiety and fear towards me. Not for her well being, but for others and myself.

The fact I was a demon scared her a little, but also fascinated her. I could feel it through our mate link and pack link. I never told her, but she must've known by now as I had brief periods where rage clouds my mind, leaving me in a black, misty and foggy area.

But what I didn't mention to her that Mac was also a demon. He is half demon instead of quarter, but I am twice as strong than him.

He has control, whilst I dont. If I ever slept with Renee and lost what little control I had...

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