Nerves bubbled up in Everly’s stomach all morning. Jack knew there was something bothering her, but she was able to explain that by pretending that it was just her arm that was bothering her. Every time he looked at her like he wasn’t sure what was the matter with her, Everly would just reach over and grab her arm.
Mr. Donald was lecturing for most of their history class, so that was something. It gave Everly the opportunity to think about what she was about to do without having to talk to Jack. If he had any idea that she was about to sneak out of school to go and have lunch with Slate, it wouldn’t matter to him what information the member of the Licht pack had to say to her. He could know exactly what happened to her mom, and it wouldn’t matter to Jack. There’s really nothing that Slate could say to her that would be good enough to justify the risk that she was taking.
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“You’ve got to be shitting me,” Everly said, taking in the motorcycle Slate was sitting on. "You can’t actually expect me to go anywhere on that… do you?” While it was true that she had imagined herself on the back of a motorcycle a few times since she’d literally run into Jack at the supermarket that day a few months ago, this was different. This wasn’t Jack, and she hasn’t seen or heard Jack’s motorcycle for a while.Besides, this wasn’t Jack. This was a stranger. A dangerous stranger that she was pretty sure she shouldn’t trust.“Relax, cupcake,” Slate said, a crooked grin on his face. “I’m not going to let you get hurt. Just climb on back, and hold on tight. I’ll get you to lunch and back in one piece.”“Do we even have time for this?” Everly argued.“Not if you keep standing there arguing with me,” he said. “I called ahea
Something was wrong. Jack had gone through the line and gotten his lunch, choosing a few more items than normal in case Everly didn’t have time to go up there herself after she dropped her assignment off, but it seemed to be taking an awfully long time for her to swing by her English classroom.Something just wasn’t right about this entire scenario, and as he picked at his food, he had to wonder if she was okay.“Where is she?” Alyson asked, glancing around. “Surely, she’s okay.”“I hope so,” Jack said, also looking around. “I don’t know. It just doesn’t make any sense.”“You said she was acting weird in class?” Chase asked him. “Like weird how?”“Like… just nervous about something, I guess. I thought it was because of… the other situation.” He had to be careful what he said with Sophia sitting at their table. “You know&hellip
The bus probably still picked up in the same place out front, Everly supposed. That was what she was expecting to have to catch in order to get home. After all, it was pretty clear that Jack wasn’t going to want to give her a ride, not after what she’d done. The way he’d looked at her when she’d come inside the school had made Everly want to rip her own heart out of her chest and stomp on it.And to think, he’d just kissed her the day before.Well, she was glad she’d enjoyed it while it lasted because that wasn’t going to happen again.She was late for music class. She handed the teacher the nurse’s pass, and she accepted it with no question. Then, she took her seat and ignored Alyson’s heavy gaze. She was certain that Jack’s sister knew exactly where she had been, thanks to that mind-link thingy he had told her about.She really didn’t want to talk to Alyson about it, but as soon as there was a br
Jack could hear Everly crying when he closed his bedroom door. He didn’t slam it, even though he wanted to, but the loud rock music had helped him get a little bit of the anger out of his system, and he saw no point in continuing to let her know he wasn’t happy with her.He was pretty sure she’d gotten the message.Besides, even though he was hurt and angry that she’d done something so utterly stupid and dangerous, he still cared about her. He certainly didn’t want her to die.He still needed to figure out a way to keep her from turning into a horrible monster with the full moon, which was coming up in just over two weeks, so… he couldn’t stay mad at her for too long.He’d been up most of the night digging through books in the library, trying to find something in the ancient texts that would tell them what to do. He’d pulled out every book he could find that might say how to reverse what Rider had done. He&rs
Everly took the book she’d stolen from Jack’s library out of her coat and carried it into her bedroom, putting it underneath her pillow so that no one would see it. By no one, she meant her dad, since there wasn’t anyone else who came into her house except for Jack himself, but then, he wasn’t going to be coming in there himself any time soon, what with him hating her himself.Then, Everly went into the kitchen and threw herself into making dinner. By the time her father got home, the meatloaf, mashed potatoes, and rolls were ready.Apparently, her emotional state was so obvious even her dad was able to tell there was something going on. “What’s the matter?” Jim asked as he cut into his meatloaf.“Nothing,” Everly replied, stirring her mashed potatoes around her plate but not really eating anything.“It sure seems like something is the matter,” Jim surmised. “Is Toby doing all right?”
When Everly woke up the next morning, she was surprised to see she had a text from Jack.“Do you need a ride to school?”She stared at it for a few moments, half wondering if he this was some sort of trick. If she said that she did need a ride, would he say, “Too bad,”?She didn’t need a ride, though, so she sent a text back saying, “No, thank you. My dad can take me.” Thankfully, there were enough bars that it sent.A minute later, the response, “K,” came through.She couldn’t blame him for being succinct.Getting up, she headed to the bathroom to take a shower, hoping the water would help wake her up a little. She’d stayed up too late looking at that book. Nothing she’d found had been too helpful. But then, she hadn’t known if she should skim or read the whole thing word for word. She’d started off skimming but then decided that wasn’t helping much, so she’
Since it was the last day before the Thanksgiving break, the teachers didn’t really expect them to do much. Most of Jack’s classes were blow-off classes. The teachers either showed them a video or let them talk the whole time.By history class, he was ready for school to be over.He didn’t have anything he wanted to say to Everly, though. After what she’d done yesterday, after she’d had the audacity to go off with Slate during lunch, to steal that book…. Maybe she wasn’t the girl he thought she was.She came into the classroom and glanced at him briefly before making her way to her seat. He didn’t say anything to her. What was there to say? He was still going to help her the way that he’d said he would, but things were definitely different between them now.And to think, he’d just been kissing her in her kitchen two days ago….“All right, let’s get started,” Mr. Donald said
Staying away from Everly for an entire weekend wasn’t easy, and by the time Jack arrived at her house Monday morning, all he wanted to do was see her. He didn’t really care anymore about what she’d done or how angry it had made him, he just wanted to see her.As they went about setting the posts for the fence, all he could think about was how fruitless his search through the German books from the libraries had been. His German was pretty good. He’d been studying it since he was little. His father had told him that he would be a better Alpha if he could speak the old language, and Jack had always wanted to do whatever he could to be the best Alpha possible.So he’d learned German. He’d learn to speak it. He’d learn to understand it when it was spoken. He’d learn to read it, and he’d learn to write it. None of it was easy. But he was confident in his ability to search through those books and find any clues that were hidde