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Bruce's POV
I could barely sleep any last night. I just had this feeling like something was going to happen and I couldn't shake it. I don't know if it was good or bad. I woke up to see I had a text from Viv at 2:30 this morning..
Nudes. Of course.
I immediately deleted them. She may be a pretty face and have huge tits, but below the tits..
I internally shuddered.
I saw that my alarm clock was back, but when I went to plug it back in, a little shock went through my fingers.
Little shit dunked the end into water.
Oh my god. That one was good. I could have seen it coming.
Shut the fuck up.
I looked around my room for a clean pair of boxers and spotted my hamper on my desk. I grabbed out the first two things my hands touched. Blue plaid boxers and a dark green v-neck tee. I grabbed a pair of jeans out of my closet and went to take a shower.
I turned it on as hot as it would go and while it was warming up, I brushed my teeth and looked in the mirror. I had the beginnings of bags under my amber eyes and a small zit. No big deal. Totally wish I got more sleep.
I stepped in to the shower and let it calm my tense, tired muscles. I scrubbed down, got out, and grabbed a towel. I dried off and pulled all my clothes on. I towel dried my hair and put a little gel in it. It is a bit long, so it will give me a sexy, just-got-out-of-bed look. I skipped shaving and saw the time.
8:00
Of course. I'll be late again.
I dashed down the stairs grabbing the keys to my 2014 Chevy and an apple and my bag and was out the door. I can almost guarantee all the pack members thought I was a lunatic.
I got to class right as the tardy bell rang at 8:35. I had already slipped in a puddle and fell so I was all wet.
Another shitty day. That's what I had narrowed my feeling down to.
I was writing notes in my journal on what Mr. Terry was teaching. He was also a wolf. His mate was the principle. But the school still let humans in, even though my pack are the descendants of the ancient werewolf royalty and we are all that's left. We can't risk rumors starting in the werwolf community and attacks breaking out.
He had just started discussing getting scholarships for college and that he would give us a letter of reccomendation if he felt that we were fit for applying when I smelled the most amazing scent to ever hit my nostrils.
It was floral. New. I had never smelled it before. It was enticing. I wanted more. I lifted my nose a bit in the air and Mr. Terry saw me. He just kind of glanced at me and continued teaching.
The smell went away and I immediately got up. Dropping my books to follow it. I needed it. It was so erotic and my not so little friend was giving little waves in my boxers. My wolf woke up.
Find it. Now. Please. Please Bruce.
I am. I must see what it is.
The scent was like a magnet. It pulled me out of class. Down the hallways. I was searching for it. I picked it up again around the cafeteria. It was strong. It did a few circles. And led out towards the art building. And came back to the main office and then I lost it. It just disappeared. Mixed with all the other scents. I could barely pick it out.
All I knew was this wonderful scent that most likely belonged to the most beautiful female is now gone. And I lost her.
Don't worry Bruce.
*back at the pack house*
I called all my boys in. Hunter. Jamie. Aaron. Jack. Ash.
"Guys, I think I almost found her today. But she got away. I couldn't find the scent anymore. It was new. It wouldn't be familiar. Do any of you guys know if we are getting a new student? Teacher? Janitor?"
Jamie piped up saying, "Sarah Anne said that they were getting a transfer on the cheerleading squad so I bet we are getting a new girl."
"Have you seen her?"
Ash snorted, "I saw some short, pale girl. Definitely new."
"Any other details?" I was getting desperate.
Hunter said, "No, I'm sure I can get her address from Sarah Anne."
"Bet."
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Later that night
Hunter came sautering in with a smirk.
"I have the address, loverboy. Do you want her name?"
I'm gonna have to ask him what he had to do to get that address.
"No. Just give me the address so I can smell her. I need to know if it was her. I'll find her name and things out at school."
"Here," and with that, he handed me the address.
2134 Freshia Boulevard.
That was the wealthy part of town. Actually just a block or two away from here.
I grabbed my jacket, ran out the door yelling, "I'll be back!"
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The Forbidden Prophecy
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