Jace / Chap. 8

I glared from my window, starring at Cade when I spotted him walking throught the backyard with that thing at his side, as both giggled and smiled like kids on a play date. I felt my Wolf purr at the sight of the Omega, but I shun him down. I hated when he admired that pathetic excuse of a Wolf. It reflected onto my feelings and made me gain a certain admiration for her, making me feel sick. Everyone acted so sweet around her, like she was some sort of miracle child. Pathetic. She was nothing more than an abomination who's life worth little to—

"Jace." A slick, black reddish male walked into my room, ripped jeans and leather jacket contrasting his edgy look.

I groaned, annoyed as I recognized the wolf by his snarky voice as Ryder, one of the Pack's elite Scouts and Cade's second in command. He was the kind of person that ticked me off by simply breathing the same air I did. Emo look, hot headed, always questioning orders or calling me by my name rather than my title