Burgundy's POV
Sitting in a van with 10 other hormonal, teenager werewolves isn't great for one's nose, ears, and/or sanity. Let me tell you, if you were sitting in a van that had two people basically having sex in the backseat, at least five bleating out fucking christmas carols, three laughing their asses off about some kind of drama, and two more glaring at me and whispering not-so-nice things about you behind you, you'd go a little bat-shit insane. Also, all of them were sweating like old men in Texas on the forth of July near a bonfire drinking a beer. I swear to God, annoying people bring the southern out of me. What I really could use right now is a mocha frappe from McDonalds and nice, hot bath. Also, for some reason, whenever I put my long, chocolate-colored hair into a messy bun, it makes me sassier than a Jersey mom talking back to her ex-husband. In my mind I was screaming, "FOR THE LOVE OF GOD COULD SOMEONE PLEASE THROW ME A BONE HERE?" But noooooo, the almighty Beta has to sink his puritan claws into every little argument I get into. I tried to explain to the fine piece of meat that if I get my anger issues out, I could probably go to sleep in this stinking van. It infuriates me. Whenever we arrive at where ever we're going, I'm probably going to have to kill an innocent bystander. I mean, on a scale of one to ten on anger, I'm at Arnold Schwarzenegger in the Terminator, for Christ's sake. I'm so pissed my rationality has gone out the window; I'm cursing under my breath in Spanish.
**2 HOURS LATER**
Getting out of the goddamed van, I breathe a sigh of relief. I looked at the place we arrived at and I realized that my non ability to talk to people was really going to get in the way on this little vaca. The place is massive. I walked over to the alpha of the pack I rode up with, Brennen, and stayed by him. He was the only guy I trusted, and since a hundred or so people were arriving by the minute, I figured, stick to the hand that feeds you.
Just then, some really big dude emmersed himself from the mass of people and cleared his voice loudly. "Listen up!" He yelled. Everyone recognized the alpha tone and looked at him. "My name is Alpha Oliver and I will be assigning people to dorms! If your last name starts with A-G, please go to Finn Hall!" People started migrating in a direction towards some big brick buildings that I assumed were dorms. "If your last name starts with H-O, please go to Alaska Hall!" I started moving where everybody else was going. I was walking in the back of the group when I got a tap on the shoulder. I turned and looked to see a petite girl with golden blonde hair and green eyes and cute glasses smiling at me. "Hi, my name's Maxine. I'm from a really small pack and I'm the only teenage girl and I was wondering if you-" Woah. She was really bubbly and her voice was much stronger than what I expected since her body was so tiny. The biggest thing on her was probably her cheekbones for crying out loud. "-so what do you say?"
Shit. I had just missed her whole speech. I blinked at her, and since I was too lost to ask her to say it all again, I said, "Sure." She squealed and hugged me. Did I forget to mention that I was bad at physical contact? I just stood there awkwardly as I was "attacked" by a little blonde chick. I also forgot to mention that I was a little intimidating looking, with extremely long hair piled into a bun, blueish/gray eyes, 5 feet 8, and basically wearing skinny jeans, Timberlands, a oversized sweater that doesn't really help the shape of my thick, muscular shoulders. I'm sure it was an odd sight to behold.
She extracted herself from me and said, "What's your name? You forgot to mention it." Then she giggled. Giggled. I don't do giggling. But she looked so excited to let me grace her with the knowledge of my name that my hard, exterior walls around my heart kind of crumpled into a heap for this Maxine character. "Burgundy. My name is Burgundy Harlow." She smiled a really big smile and said, "ohmygosh we're losing the group, runrunrunrunrun."
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