My Jock Boyfriend...IS A FREAKING WEREWOLF?!

"NEVER!"

"Take it. It'll help you get better."

So far I've been running around the house with Blake following me. I've been sick for 3 days, and its a Saturday. He realized I was gone when I didn't show up to watch his football practice. He came to check up on me, found me in my room sick as a dog. Wondering how he got in? He said I left the door wide open, said that's dangerous. Now he's chasing me around to take another round of medicine pill. I hate them.

"Come on. We've been doing this for ten minutes."

"NEVER! I WILL NEV-"

I was cut off by someone picking me up putting the stupid pill in my mouth and pouring water in my mouth. I swallowed the pill and water.

"There *pant* done."

"That wasn't that bad. Your were right."

I turn to him and see him panting. I followed him in to my room. He sat on my bed and pulls me over on to his lap and I blush.

"*chuckle* babe no need to hide. When you bluish you look cute." he says while nibbling my ear.

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OK let's start from the beginning. My boyfriend is quarterback Blake Knight. Me well I'm a nerdy geeky shy Evangeline Evans. Girls like me have secrets no one but those involved with the secret knows them. Now Blake knows I have secrets and is determined to find them all. But what is he hiding from me. Maybe its that he's a werewolf and I'm his mate? Nah that's impossible... right?