Belgrave University was supposed to be Rebecca's fresh start. It was supposed to be her chance to escape her controlling parents, her lying ex-boyfriend, her extremely eventful past. The promised fresh start turned quickly into a nightmare as she le...
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My friends had always told me that I was the best friend they could ask for. I had never believed them, positive they said so just so they wouldn't hurt my feelings. Now, I was beginning to realize that they were telling the truth - it was because of my loyalty to Jack I found myself in the cellar of three werewolves with the same boy locked inside with me - and without a cellphone to text Cassie to ask for her assistance.
I was really starting to regret coming to this forsaken university.
I had dedicated the last day to studying, not bothering to answer anyone's calls. Randall was the one mostly bombing me with calls and messages, even though a couple of them arrived from Jack as well. Randall was still going on about Cassie and I being the 'honorary' members of the Knights; Jack, however, had remembered my existence and was desperately apologizing for his behavior the last couple of days. I offered him a quick message in return to let him know that everything was already forgotten - from Cassie I learnt that he too had begged for her forgiveness; my roommate was even quicker to forgive him than I was.
I didn't think much of the message Randall sent me - one that had been the 10th one of the night. I opened it just for the sake of learning what he was saying, sure that this one was another random text message - instead of being so, it was him telling me to come to his place as quickly as possible. Apparently, Jack was certain he had killed our ethics professor, and was now practically held as a prisoner by Hamish and Lilith.
Quickly throwing my books aside I grabbed the first jacket I could find - within seconds I had bolted out of the dorm room. Studying was now the last thing on my mind. Instead, I wondered how Jack could have been so reckless. It was evident that werewolves were not the most cautious creatures on the planet; then again, wasn't it the Knights job to assure that something like this didn't happen?
The usual journey there would have taken me about thirty minutes; with twenty bucks - and a couple compliments - my Uber driver got me there with seventeen minutes. He looked hesitant to leave me practically in the middle of the woods, but I quickly reassured him it was alright. With a smile he left, and I stopped behind the door of the house the three werewolves, unsure to knock or to simply let myself in. Luckily for me, Randall opened the door just a second before I was about to knock, ushering me quickly inside without giving me a chance to say anything.
"Okay, what is going on?" I questioned loudly, pulling myself free from Randall's grip. The boy let out a sigh, glancing to his right and left before leaning closer to me.
"I need you here to make sure Hamish and Lilith doesn't kill Jack." He whispered quietly, probably so that no one would hear him.
"What am I supposed to do against two werewolves?" I loudly whispered back; Randall didn't have time to answer, jumping away from me when Hamish and Lilith appeared into the room. The girl looked at me with an annoyed look, one that turned into a glare that she focused on Randall. Hamish didn't seem to mind my presence; he even went as far as to offer me an alcoholic beverage that I turned down. Normally, I wasn't one to decline a drink, yet the angel on my shoulder managed to convince me that the last thing I needed to do right now was to drink with hostile creatures of the night.
