Brent was waiting nervously by his locker on Friday morning, barely acknowledging the various girls who were giving him flirtatious looks and greetings as they walked past. Since having his birthday a few weeks ago and finding his wolf, he was now positive that Lauren was his destined mate, his wolf howling loudly the first time he saw her.
Running his hands through his hair he shifted from foot to foot as he waited impatiently.
‘Hey Brent’ came Lauren’s soft voice from behind him causing him to jump, ‘oh my God, I am so sorry, I didn’t mean to startle you’ the teenager continued worriedly as she took a step backwards.
‘No, uh it’s OK, I was just uh . . thinking and didn’t hear you approach’ the werewolf replied flustered.
‘Oh OK’ Lauren said as her face smoothed into a relieved smile
