Mazzel
The expression on Jayden's face as he sniffed me when I walked out of my bedroom was hilarious. His nose was wrinkled in dissatisfaction, and he growled "Fuck," before returning to his own room and slamming the door.
Blood was an obvious non-issue for werewolves, but for some reason, period blood made the male ones run for the hills with their tails between their legs. And for that, I was thankful.
At least I could avoid any more sexual encounters for a bit while I figured out a new plan, not to mention the added bonus of messing with Jayden.
As i appreciated my small victory, my phone started buzzing.
--Messages--
Alison
-hey girl, are you coming tomorrow?
Me
-coming to what?
Alison
-Mazzel...
-really?
Me
-I'm sorry, I really have no idea
Alison
-we're going shopping for Lyra's mating ceremony dress
-you've known about this for ages
Me
-Oh my god, I completely forgot
-Things have been so hectic
-since, you know...
Alison
-I've noticed...
-u haven't been around much lately
Me
-I know, I know
-It's just
-Jayden
-and the Haze
-and this whole moving in together thing
-I feel like I'm going crazy
Alison
-I get it
-U have a lot going on
-I'm fine by the way
Me
-what?
Alison
-nothing
-so are you coming or not?
Me
-I'll try
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Marked
WerewolfMazzel is a 19 year old werewolf with a secret: she's a virgin. The only virgin in the pack. She's dead-set on making it through this year's Haze without giving into her primal urges; but when she meets Jayden, the Alpha, she forgets all about her s...
