Hunter's Alpha (gxg) ✓

20. Childhood

I really, really wish I had locked that door.

"Oh, man!" Tommy says outside the door, as I struggle to pull on clothing. A blue blouse, fitted black pants. "I really could have gone without seeing that!"

"We could have gone without you seeing that, too, Tommy," Hunter mutters, shoving her gun into her holster.

I wonder if, when I walk out this door, whatever is between us will end.

Maybe it was only a one-night thing. Maybe she doesn't really want me, not like I want her. Maybe—

Shut up, I think to myself. I have to end this anyway—I should have ended this, and I scold myself for provoking her.

Make good on your promise. Fine, this was my fault. I should have already told her I have to break it off.

It's not like we can keep doing it—I have to "escape" soon. The Alpha's orders were clear: I have to find the murderer on campus, and once I do, I can become a spy for the Saints.

My home here is temporary. My relationship—if you could even call it that—is temporary.

It was just a quick fuck, I tell myself. Or rather, ten rounds of it.

Either way, it was one night.

"So," Tommy asks, as I open the door, "I really wish—"

I can't help glancing back. Hunter's eyes meet mine.

See you later, she mouths.

Why am I blushing? I shouldn't be blushing.

I close the door behind me and follow Tommy, his rambling words noiseless in my ears. "When I came to get you for class, I never expected to see you and my sister together, because really, you don't seem like her type at all. And if you had a type, I definitely wouldn't have guessed it was her. But I guess that you are each other's types because you were together, and wow, I was pretty wrong but—"

I interrupt him. "Wait, what? I'm not her type?"

He frowns, like he can't tell if he said something wrong. "Yeah, you know, her type is usually these girls with curly-blonde hair, like you know, Emilie."

Emilie. The bitch with the heavy eyeliner, the electric blue eyes, and the curly, blonde hair.

"They dated?" I try not to make it sound like an accusation.

No wonder she seemed so friendly with Hunter. No wonder she asked Hunter for coffee, and even seemed jealous when I was with her. But isn't she dating Derek?

Tommy nods, seemingly oblivious to the churning of fire in the pit of my stomach. "Yeah, a few years ago, just before our parents—"

He cuts off, and this time, it seems as though he knows he's said something wrong.

Just before our parents—

I don't want to pry, but I am curious. If Anise is the Alpha, and Hunter and Tommy are both members of the gang, then where are their parents?