Jordy pushes off from the locker, his eyes darkening as he closes the distance between them. Poor thing. She’s yet to realize his eyes aren’t dark with lust. They’re brimming with barely leashed fury. It all but radiates from his skin in bright hot waves.
“Yeah, I remember you. I almost fucked you.” His words are husky, shot full of arrogance.
When he’s a scant few inches away, he raises his hand to cup the side of her neck, his thumb resting in the center of her throat. “Mmm Hmm. We can rectify that anytime you’d like.” She leans toward him as he dips his head to whisper just loud enough for our ears to hear.
“Pass. You must either be blind or stupid, because if you were paying attention, you’d know Isa’s with us. She’s wolf property and we don’t take kindly to people fucking with what’s ours.”
His thumb presses firmly against her throat and she gasps. The skin around his grip whitens and her eyes are wide, suddenly filled with fear. Claws poke out of his fingertips, pricking her pale flesh and she whimpers.
Then he releases her and steps back as if nothing happened. An easy smile slips into place and he tosses an arm around my shoulders, drawing me in to his side.
“You might want to get that looked at,” he says, indicating her neck. “Maybe someone can make you a salve or brew you a remedy so it doesn’t get worse.”
She clutches her neck, her fingers smearing the thin trails of blood. Moisture fills her eyes and I almost feel bad for her. But she’s not some ignorant human. She’s a witch. She knows what we’re capable of and she knew the risks when she decided to confront me. I could have done a lot worse to her than the tiny nicks she received from Jordy. Those were just a warning.
“We gonna have problems, Sabrina?”
Her lips tighten, heat now coloring her face and neck.
“She’s not even a member of your Pack,” one of the girls beside Sabrina spits out.
It’s the wrong answer to Jordy’s question. His fists clench at his sides. “She’s a fucking wolf. Or are you too stupid to realize that?” He looks around the hallway, all eyes still glued to the scene in front of us. “Ice them out,” he says to no one in particular, but heads all around us nod.
Sabrina sucks in a breath as her four friends all take quick steps back, putting distance between themselves and her. “You can’t do that.”
He chuckles, but it’s a dark, dangerous sound. “I can do whatever the fuck I want. You fucked with a wolf. You thought she was an easy target. But guess what? She’s not. I suggest you learn from this massive mistake of yours.”
She opens her mouth to respond just as another voice calls out over the sea of students.
“What’s going on over here?” A man’s voice booms through the hallway. “Break it up. Everyone get to class.” The hall empties just as the first bell rings and everyone heads to their first period.
Sabrina waits for a beat before she, too, leaves, but not before I see the hate-filled look in her eyes telling me things between us are far from over. If anything, Jordy stepping in only added fuel to the fire. If she didn’t hate me before, she certainly does now. Great. I was going to need to deal with her. Sooner rather than later or things would continue to escalate.
Mr. Chavez—the school principal—comes into view, eyeing Jordy and me warily. “Mr. Salgado, Ms. Romero, get to class.” He claps his hands and I move to do as I’ve been told but Jordy’s grip on my wrist stops me from making my escape.
His dark brown eyes meet mine. “That shit happens again, you find me. Got it?”
“Why?” I’m so confused as to why he’d help me in the first place. Is this because I slept with his friend? Jordy comes off like the nice guy, sure. He reminds me a lot of Kai back home. Which is how I know Jordy never makes a move that isn’t calculated, and he had no reason to step in just now and help me. I’m a lone wolf. The witches are right. I’m not Pack. I don’t see why he cares.
He frowns at me. “That’s a dumb-ass question, vanilla. What do you mean, why?”
I shrug my shoulders and rather than answering him, I say, “Fine. I’ll find you.”
“See that you do.” Satisfied, he releases me and we both head off to our first class. I spot Rafael waiting for me outside the door leading into English. He doesn’t say anything. His dark brown eyes meet mine, but I can’t get a read on him. I know he saw what just happened but whether he cares or not is a complete mystery to me. I wish I could crack his hard exterior shell. I’m still pissed at him. He was a complete ass Saturday morning and never bothered apologizing for it afterward, not that I’d expected him to. However, I did expect him to talk to me again, but I got nothing. Not even a goodbye on Sunday as everyone drove out heading back into town.
Without a word he turns and heads into class. I sigh. I do not have the energy to deal with both Sabrina and Rafael today.
By lunch, the entire school is buzzing with news that the wolves have claimed me. And not just one wolf. No, though that would have been more than enough, but Jordy made sure to sayoursas if he speaks for all of them, making me the property of not one asshole but three. I’m not entirely sure what beingclaimedby them means. If any wolf tried to lay claim to me back home, he’d court me first. He’d make his intentions to one day claim me as his mate known. This is different. No one is trying to woo me and I sure as heck have no plans of belonging to anyone, let alone three wicked wolves.
The stares and whispers have definitely increased tenfold. If I thought this morning was bad, the afternoon is even worse.
So much for flying under the radar till graduation.
I grab my lunch as quickly as possible, intending to take it and hide out in the library, but Desmond puts an end to that idea when he lifts my tray from my hands and with his own carries them both over to the table in the corner forcing me to follow if I want to eat. I almost consider letting him just have my food. It’s not like I plan on eating much of it anyway.
I’ve lost six pounds since mom died. Which is a lot given my already lean body didn’t have much to spare. I should eat more. My wolf needs the fuel but I just can’t seem to stomach it. Though I had no problems eating the albóndigasRafael made for us.
Des sets my tray down on the table beside Rafael before rounding to the other side and taking a seat next to Jordy. No one says anything about my arrival, they just dive into conversation like nothing is weird about me sitting with them.
