Chapter 8

"I have an idea. Will you stop by our pack house, or will we have to go to yours?" I inquired.

"Oh, II didn't mean, well, I just thought nevermind," Scott mumbled.

"This will be fantastic. Maybe you could come to the pack house or we could go to the movies. We can find something to watch," I exclaimed, giddy.

"I would love that," he said.

"Really smooth, Jacob," Brett smirked.

We had history class after lunch. Simon pulled me aside on the way and said, "You know you can't go on this date, don't you?"

"What are you on about?" It isn't a date. It's just two friends having a good time. Besides, you're the one who said I had to give it my all, and that's exactly what I'm doing," I became agitated.

"You are not going anywhere alone with Scott," he said, his teeth clenched.

"Maybe we can just meet up at the pack house," I thought to myself.

"That's something I think you should discuss with Alpha Viktor," Simon grumbled.

"I will," I said