Rebecca
I walk through the cafeteria with my food tray, frowning when the only free table is the one in the corner.
The loser table.
Sigh.
Whatever.
I set a course for the table and hate the fact I'm eating alone today.
My friend, Greta, a member of Davis's pack, called in sick. She texted me this morning saying she will be home all week, which sucks.
There are no other friends in my life. Davis forbids me from hanging out with people that aren't in our pack.
Well...
To be fair, Davis hates me hanging out with anyone, and I'm glad he is on some sort of trip with the wrestling team this week.
It's another competition that they will win because they are all cheating by using their lycan strength and stamina. Victory is theirs unless Davis and his pack members face werewolves l
