Dinner was going to be interesting. I felt stronger having talked with Kyle. He wasn’t like his father and we were going to work together to change things for the better. As we headed towards the cafeteria people in the corridors were already watching us. The whispers were more humorous than annoying. Subtlety was not a strong point of these people. Walking into the cafeteria, the room fell silent. Kyle walked in ahead of us. Liam and I followed. Just before we entered the room, Liam scooped up my hand in his own and gave me a soft smile. Sykes followed behind us. The plan had been just to go about our business as usual but it seemed like it was changing into something new on the fly. That is after all the best way to make a plan. As you go along, without forethought, definitely the way to success. It was almost like there was an unheard signal and every head turned towards us. Just then Kyle turned to me with a grin on his face and I knew exactly what he had planned. I’d pretend to be mad later, this was actually strangely hot. He pulled me into his arms, dipped me like a 1950’s film star and kissed me until my head span. I wasn’t sure if my knees would take my weight. I was definitely in swoon territory. As quick as it happened, I was suddenly back on my feet. One of the other packs at the tables near the door suddenly stood and tension filled the air. It was Pickle and his pack. Another pack to our right stood. Apparently now was the time that we were going to be making a stand on this issue. But this is not something that I was just going to sit by and let the menfolk decide between themselves while they fought over me. If we were going to be making an impression right now then I wanted that impression to be that I was strong female who was going to choose her mates herself.
“Oh, hey there Pickle, how’s the limp coming along? No lasting damage I hope.” I said strolling out from behind Kyle. He didn’t try to stop me and I smiled at him as I walked past. I knew that he would have my back in this if I needed him too. The smiler in the pack barked out a laugh and I cocked
my head towards him. Pickle was going to have problems in his pack soon, he wasn’t going to keep his alpha position for much longer. I turned towards the other pack who had stood. “You might want to sit your asses back down.” My magic swarmed through my veins and I embraced the rage this time. I let it wash over me and flow out across the room. It always filled me with a sense of calm and clarity. My short swords shimmered into existence in my hands and I smiled gently at the new pack in front of me. I felt my magic flash through my eyes. It was stronger than I had ever felt it before but I didn’t struggle to keep it in check. I could see the pack shifting uncomfortably in front of me. “I’ve made my choice boys, sit the fuck down.” I sneered at them. One of the pack gave me a short sharp nod and sat. The others in the pack followed his lead. I felt my magic leave me as I exhaled and my swords blinked back out of existence.
Sykes strode up behind me and dropped his arm around my shoulders. “I smell burgers, you hungry sweetheart?”
