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Emily
This was un-freaken-believable, the day started like any other, or so I thought but it seems that I was mistaken. Apparently satan's little helper of West's mom or Luna as she's more commonly known has invited Michelle back to the house. Well fine I can deal with one hootchy, but it wasn't so simple. It seems that Ralph has somehow managed to get himself invited as well. It wasn't a big deal, not really it's just that the last thing I felt like doing is deal with an immature, jealous West.
I wasn't just wary of West's behavior, there was something that I didn't want to admit to myself since Ralph came into my life more than a week ago. There was something about him, some feeling I get whenever we were together. A pull, a magnetism. Not as strong as the bond between West and I but definitely something. That wasn't the only thing, its getting stronger and stronger the more time we spend together and I could tell that I wasn't the only one that noticed, hence West's fits of jealous rages. It scared me, these feelings that the stupid unbreakable bond was suppose to take care off.
Not only that, but Kelly, the only friend I made has picked up on it as well. Her crush on Ralph wasn't just obvious it was definitely hardcore. I could understand why she would be upset that her crush didn't like her back, but the fact that she blamed me was obvious. She has been avoiding me like the plague and when we do happen to run into each other she would pointedly ignore me.
That would not have been so bad but she was treating me like a homewrecker, like I came between the two of them, but that was definitely not the case. Unfortunately Ralph was being obvious about he's feelings for me, if I could call it that. The only person he talks to is me and that included his teachers if the rumors were to be believe and the whole school was buzzing about it. How I had two very willing and eager love-slaves, our so called love triangle.
I heard some girls were calling me 'menage a Emily' and I had no idea what to do with this type of notoriety. I was still a virgin despite West and my close proximity all the time and him oozing sexiness. Whenever we were hanging out sometimes he would get these smoldering eyes that ignited a flame in the pit of my stomach. Even with all the temptation I still wasn't ready for a such a big step and luckily West wasn't forcing the issue although sometimes he would get these pained expressions and rush to take a shower. Every single girl at home and school were treating me like a slut. These thoughts were torturing me when West came out of the shower with just a towel, glistening.
It really wasn't that difficult to believe that everyone would think that I would jump West's bones every single change I get as my eyes moved down from his pecs to he's very defined abs and the very distinct V-shape that was evident by the very and I do mean very low towel.
"Like what you see babe, do I need to break you off a piece of this". West was joking but while he spoke a very hopeful tone entered his voice and he was watching me expectantly, waiting for my answer when he smacked his butt. He has completely forgotten that we were expecting guests and was sauntering over to me yet moving his hips suggestively. I had to laugh, "you have one track mind West and all roads lead to Rome". I nodded my head toward the only covered part of his body.
"What can I say babe, when your hot, your hot". He was towering over me and touched my arm and made a sizzling noise. I was a little relieve at West's bantering mood because I was expecting moody West, shift-into-wolf-any-time-he-looses-his-cool West, not this sexy, playful West. I didn't know who I thought I was kidding because lets face it I always think of him as sexy West.
The thing was I did have to talk to West about Ralph. "West about the people coming over, about Ral-". Before I could finish my sentence West growled. See this was exactly what I was talking about. "Can I continue," he nods his head silently, "well how will your pack handle another human, remember your pack's reaction to me and not only that what if someone shifts?".
"That's fine he's one of us". You could have knocked me over with a feather. I opened my mouth a couple of times without saying anything.
What was I some beacon for temperamental werewolves?
"Ralph is a werewolf...? The confusion and hurt must have been apparent to West and he reach over to pull me into his arms. "What is it? What's wrong Emily". He stroke my back calming down but I didn't move away, no like the glutton I was I was taking advantage of West's near state of undress."Nothing really I was really just hoping for one none-werewolf friend".
West was shaking his head and the way I knew that was because I was moving along with the motion. "What about that girl that's always following you around? She's human." It didn't surprise me that West didn't know Kelly's name or her recent behavior towards me. He had the same attitude towards humans the pack had, me being the only exception. Also I was hoping that the misunderstanding between Kelly and me will be resolved.
"Your other friend however also not a wolf". That had me even more confused. "But I thought you said he was like you...? He laughed then. "Oh no babe he wishes he could be like me. I have no idea what he is only that he's a supernatural". While he spoke he flexes his arm, showing off his muscles and I had to sigh. There was definitely nothing wrong with West's ego, his temper however was another thing altogether.
"So how do you know he's supernatural? I had no idea you were on speaking terms". I knew that they didn't say one word to each other but I was born nosy and I'll die that way. At that West snorted but answered nonetheless. "He's from some famous family or something. My mom was actually the one that told me about it". I didn't know know what to think of this bit of information but it was still hella confusing.
I chewed my lips because West was still calmly answering my questions but I didn't want him thinking that I was interested in Ralph in anything more than a friend, not that I was. I kept telling myself but I could picture Ralph's cobalt blue eyes. The eyes should have been my first clue. The intensity of the color it should have been obvious that he wasn't human but I was like an ostrich with my head buried in the sand. Case in point, my Nana's killer and my attacker, not to mention an eerie blue light that magically heals. I was surrounded by the strange and the sooner I accept that, the better.
What was the saying, in for a pound, in for a penny, "So how did your mom find out about Ralph?". He shrugged his shoulders and I knew that was the end of my interrogation. Anything else I want to know I'm going to have to find out from someone else. "I'll just jump in the shower while you get dress". I finally moved away from West and the feeling of bereft as tangible.
