August 27, Thursday

I step on the peddle quickly getting out of the parking lot. Fuck. I can't believe this.

I'm so lost in thought I forget my cousin was besides me. I look over at her to see her already smiling. She knew what happened. And I knew she was gonna be trouble while she was here.

"She was beautiful." Cara says giggling. I grown loudly making her giggle more. This was a problem.

I was the Alpha of the Savages pack. Known for no weakness. But I can't just forget about her. Her angelic face and voice. I can still hear it ring through my mind. Cara was right, she was absolutely beautiful. If Cara wasn't with me I probably would have turned this car around and make the girl come with me.

Her hair was a dark wavy brown that looked so soft. It flowed down her back hitting her lower back. Freckles littered her perfect face with her small button nose. Her eyes are what lit the fire inside me. They were green like the forest. Every time she blinked her eyelashes would flutter. Of course she's working at a place like the bakery.

"Hello! Grayson! Pay attention to me." Cara yells making me want to plug my ears.

"What do you want?" I ask. "I was asking why you didn't get her number. She's your mate for gods sake you moron. Such a pussy." Cara says with a sigh.

"Excuse me. Your with me and just because I have to deal with you doesn't mean you disrespect me. Shut your fucking mouth. I'm already being nice by letting you shop." I say with a growl. She has disrespected me so many times now. I wanna tear my own hair out.

"Ok fine, but still what are you gonna do?" Cara says calmly this time. Finally she's understanding.

"I don't know." I say rubbing my hand down my face. I can already feel my body wanting to be just near her again. I want to touch her skin. I want to smell her again.

As soon as I stepped into the bakery, I new she was in there. Somewhere. Her sent was strawberries and flowers. Like a breath of fresh air. That sounds so fucking corny but it's true.

How am I gonna talk to her again? How was I gonna tell her I was a werewolf? More problems to add to the list. Maybe I could just forget I ever met her.

Damn your eyes by Alex Clare