Lost Wolf {Book 1 of White Star Series: Boyxboy, Werewolf}

Chapter 7

Chapter 7

Mark

"What's his name?" I ask as we leave the smelly, unpleasant locker room. Brendan looks at me surprised, yet confused and I just repeat the question once more.

"That guy in Symphonic? His name is Wynter." He tosses his towel over his shoulder to hold it better; since we're in the winter, that means it's time for swimming and increased sexual arousal for most. Not me of coarse since Wynter is the only one for me, but for most other guys and girls, it can get creepy... REALLY creepy. I mean, how comfortable would you feel if all the girls and some random guys where checking out your dick and ass? Not very since you obviously know they're twisting you in their minds to do dirty things. "Why do you care so much? You've been asking a lot of questions about him lately."

I sigh softly as we leave the locker room and join our classmates in the hallway outside; it runs the entire length of the gym, beneath it of coarse. I scan the area around; everyone is either too busy staring at the people they find hot or they're too busy talking about God knows what. The coast is clear, so might as well tell him. He'll find out sooner or later since he talks to Johnny regularly.

"This... must stay between us." I whisper under my breath softly. Leaning myself up against the wall, I look down to see Him... His golden hair and soft blue eyes; he's surprisingly, he's really thin. I mean, REALLY thin. But he's still gorgeous and perfect and...

"In coming, boobs Miggy." He whispers my way before pulling out his phone to pretend to be texting. Boobs Miggy is his code for Rebecca, meaning Rebecca was coming. I practically sprint into the locker room to hide from her. I'm in a good mode for once in a blue moon; I don't want her to ruin it.

"Dude! Why did u leave me with her!?!" My phone vibrates like crazy, the same text coming in over and over again via my phone and the pack link. I chuckle slightly at this and shake my head slowly.

"Seriously? Brendan Ryan, the Brendan Ryan can't deal with a petty, bitchy human? I'm sur-" He cuts me off quite rudely.

"DUDE! YOU CAN ONLY TAKE SO MUCH OF HER!!!"

"Ain't that the truth..." I mumble to myself. Why can't she take the hint? It's not rocket science, I mean, if someone has been avoiding you for a couple of weeks, wouldn't you think to give them some space? I would, but then again, some people are street smart, some are trivia smart, and some are just plain out stupid. Rebecca, being one of the stupid.

"Okay, she left angrily but, she's gone. She wanted me to tell you to go and 'SHOVE IT!'"

"Gladly." We both laugh aloud. Brendan's laugh more of a cackling sound; sometimes, you just laugh because of it, it's so funny. Think of an evil witch, or Witch Hazel, that kind of cackle. Checking both ways to make sure it's clear, I find that our class is already in the pool. Ops... Well, Mr. Wolfe won't mind me being slightly late, it's not like I wasn't here anyway so, yeah, there shouldn't be a problem.

Anyway, Mr. Wolfe is another one of the pack, along with practically 3/4ths of the faculty but yeah, so, it's not like I can use my status to buy them, per say, but sometimes it softens the blow, I guess you could say. Not like I make it a habit to be late to class or anything, it's just, sometimes, if I accidentally run into class a couple seconds after the bell rings, they let it slide. Nice to know people in high places, eh?

Anyway, I walk into the pool and slide my self down the bleachers to where there was open space. Everyone in the class where lined up along side the pool for diving lessons toady, or that's what it looked like. Groups maybe? Hmm, maybe I'll be paired up with cutey and his friend. Yeah right, Mr. Wolfe pairing me with-.