Save me

chapter nine

Madi's POV

When I wake up last night's conversation with my wolf comes jarring back to me. I sit up and and vertigo hits me like a truck. I groan.

I hate Monday's.

I get up and throw on a black high wasted skirt and a dark grey sweater, with black sneakers. I cover my bruises with concealer and call it good.

I creep down the stairs, slowly taking one at a time, hoping to escape my father's wrath.

I make it out the door without a single disruption and I speed off to school. In a relatively good mood today, I hop out of my car and grab my backpack from the passenger seat. I close the door shut and I look up, only to be rewarded with a staggering glare from Blake.

Great.

My mood goes out the window as I recall ALL of last night's festivities. I wince as he glares at me. I look down as I cross the street and into the schools double doors. I felt miserable, as did my wolf, at the sight of our mates obvious anger.

Today would be hell.

Blake's POV

On Monday morning I walk down the stairs, rather glumly.

"What's the matter Blake?" My mom asks me sadly. The entire pack senses my irritable and upsetting mood, and have lately kept a good distance away from me.

"Nothing mom, I'm fine." I tell her, my voice monotone. These words were like a reflex to me, having been saying it all weekend. "Just feeling a little sick, that's all." I hate having to lie to my family and my pack, but what Madi did to me was something I didn't care to elaborate.

I shovel fruity pebbles into my mouth, a blank stare on my face. Void of absolutely any emotion, just like my heart.

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As Madi steps out of her car I try my best to give her the dirtiest look I could possibly deliver but when I get a look at her outfit my face wavers.

Why why WHY does my mate have to be so drop dead gorgeous! The high wasted skirt she wears makes her legs look endless. Her hair is straightened to perfection, her light makeup only adding to her beautiful complexion.

I only let her looks affect me for a second, and my expression goes back to the look of death. I should hate her for what she did. I should loath her and make her pay, but my wolf had other thoughts.

It wasn't her fault you imbecile! Something else is up and you need to figure it out.

I sigh as my wolf heads to the back of my mind, blocking me once more. Ever since I'd sworn to make Madi pay he'd been ignoring me like no other. He refused to let me in on any of thoughts. As I head to class, I start to get the feeling my wolf is right, and that something else is going on.