Watching her leave, I leaned against the wall. I’d planned on staying there, but a couple of cheerleaders spotted me and called me over to the drink table. I hesitated. I’d told Nicole I’d wait for her, but I’d already made so much trouble for my fellow cheerleaders. If they wanted to include me s
Later at the party, a group of caterers arranged a buffet. I dragged Nicole closer to get a better look. Arranged on a set of two tables were an assortment of meats, cheeses, pasta, salads, and dressings. A third table was entirely deserts, cakes and cookies and even ice cream, set in the base of
Nicole spotted me at once and motioned me toward the dance machine. She picked a song, and smiled at me. “Ready to impress?” she asked. Was I ever. Dancing was the perfect way to work off all the stress I’d gathered. Infuriating, overbearing Asher. The music started, and I lost myself to the
The guy who had asked for my number must have felt the glare freezer-burning into the back of his head. The minute he spotted Asher, he excused himself and dashed away. With that guy gone, Asher’s gaze returned to me. His eyes softened marginally, still icy but not the total blizzard he’d given th
Guilt and sadness took turns carving into me. Everything hurt. Maybe it had been a bad dream after all, but when I tried harder to remember, I only thought of Joseph. I didn’t want to keep ignoring Joseph, but I hadn’t wanted him to hurt me either. How could I ever trust him again? My body tre
If you keep this up, you’ll fail the midterm evaluation, Coach had said. My bottom lip quivered so I held it between my teeth. I didn’t bother trying to defend myself. I knew he was right. I was going to fail my midterm exam. No excuse would change that. I was dragging my feet on the team, bri
Asher was waiting for an answer on how I noticed him following me, but I couldn’t tell him the truth. The emergence of my wolf was not a secret I was ready to tell him yet. “I saw you turning at the streetlight,” I said. It wasn’t entirely a lie. That had been when I spotted him, but only because
I really hoped I wasn’t in for another lecture. “I’m trying, Cynthia. I want to accept your decision to keep the baby and stay at the academy, but… it is difficult for me.” “I know,” I said quietly. I placed my empty plate on top of his. “It would help if we had regular meals together,” he sai