While Annalise rested, I took a quick shower. I felt bad for her. I couldn't imagine being constrained to certain limits because of my body. Sure we had to hydrate and rest but not nearly as much as humans did.
I was getting out when the door opened and Suzanna walked in.
"Oops!" she said as I covered myself. "Silly me! Sorry!"
She backed out and I shook my head, drying off. When I was dressed, she was on her bed with a satisfied smile on her face as she read. I looked at Kelly who was reading, too, and jerked my head. She took the hint and wandered to the bookshelf.
"Knock it off, Suzanna," I said quietly.
She looked at me. "What do you mean?"
"I know that wasn't an accident and I know why you're being so rude to Annalise," I said.
"I don't know what you're talking about."
I sighed and sat down at the foot of her bed. She stared at me. I've had to have this conversation with several girls and it was awkward each time.
"Look, I know that I'm good looking, okay?" I said. "And I appreciate your interests, but we're just roommates. It's not going to go beyond that."
I expected her to be embarrassed or to cry but she just kept staring at me. I waited for her response. I wasn't going to leave until I knew she understood.
"It's the human, isn't it?" she demanded, glaring at her.
"No," I said. "This has nothing to do with Annalise."
"Then why do you call her by her name?" she asked, crossing her arms.
"What are you talking about? She's our equal and-"
"She's not our equal," she interrupted. "She's weak. She couldn't even keep up with you while you were playing! No, Logan," she said, shaking her head and standing up. "You know, it's okay to be nervous about your feelings," she added, smiling at me. "But don't worry. I'll wait."
She walked out and my jaw dropped.
"Well," Kelly said. "That was effective."
"Did she really just say that?"
Kelly shrugged. She looked over. Annalise was still fast asleep.
"Is it because of Annalise?" she asked. "Because Suzanna is really pretty."
"No," I said firmly but I still looked at Annalise for a few seconds. "And Suzanna's pretty, yes, but that's as far as it goes. She's rude and I don't like how she just barges into the bathroom when I'm taking a shower. She also needs to lay off of Annalise."
"You do like her, don't you?" she teased and I rolled my eyes.
"Get ready for dinner," I mumbled and she arched a brow. "Gah. I always forget."
She laughed. "If it makes you feel any better, I can tell she likes you, too."
"Where's Jamie?" I asked and she smirked at me.
"I don't know. He said something about Heather so I'm sure he's having... other kinds of fun."
I forced a laugh and went to my bed, waiting to wake Annalise up. Kelly left and I looked over at Annalise. She was facing the room, her lips parted. Her face wasn't as red as it was earlier which was comforting to see.
I knew she liked me; I could still smell it on her. I also knew that I was very attracted to her. But we've only known each other for two days. We're friends and that was it.
I sighed and rubbed my eyes. Finally, the time came to wake her up and she took a shower before we left for dinner. While she was in, I saw a picture frame on the nightstand by her bed. I picked it up and studied it.
It was a little girl being carried on a man's shoulders. He was handsome and looked like a great guy.
"My dad," she said and I jumped a little. I hadn't realized she was out. "I was four in that picture."
"Sorry," I said. "I wasn't trying to nose around."
"It's okay," she said and took the picture. She smiled then sighed, touching his face. "I miss him a lot. I was eight when he was killed."
"I'm really sorry," I muttered. "I can't imagine what it would be like if a human killed my father."
The cabin was still empty so she said, "Are you really the next alpha?"
"Yeah," I said. "My father is stepping down when I turn 30."
"Wow," she said. "What's it like?"
We walked out and I put my hands in my pockets.
"I just oversee everyone," I said. "I enforce laws, make new ones, and make sure everyone's okay."
"Are your friends in your pack?" she asked and I looked at her.
"How'd you know?"
"I noticed you all have the same eye color," she said, avoiding my eyes. "It's not a normal blue, to be frank."
I laughed. "Yeah, I know it's not. But, yes, everyone in our pack has the same eye color. When I become...." We were among others so I cleared my throat and she nodded. "They'll turn silver."
"It's my dad's eye color," I said. "You're very inquisitive."
She turned a deeper shade of red, accepting the plate from me.
"After my dad was killed, I wanted to be away from supernaturals so I didn't grow up around them. My mom wanted me to read books on them but it just reminded me of my dad and gave me nightmares. I don't know much about werewolves and you're my friend. I think."
I chuckled as we sat down. "Well, I hope you think I'm your friend because I think you're mine."
"Okay good," she breathed, poking at her mashed potatoes.
"You don't want to learn more about vampires?" I asked and she shook her head immediately. "Why not?"
"I know all I need to," she said, her voice dark.
"Not all vampires are like that," I said gently, reaching over to hold her hand briefly.
She stared at our hands and I took my hand back, clearing my throat gently. We ate our dinner, the air kind of awkward, until the guys came over. I looked up then saw some more wolves and vamps staring at her. I sighed.
"We need to tell you something," I said, glancing at the guys. She looked up. "It's about your scent."
"My scent?" she asked and we all nodded.
"It's overwhelming," Garth blurted.
"Intoxicating," Ivan agreed.
"Like the sweetest honey," Patch sighed and she leaned back, her face as red as her hair.
"Guys, too far," I said and they all smiled apologetically. "Just don't be surprised if you have a lot of guys staring at you, okay?"
"Will they attack me?" she asked.
"No," Patch said. "Like Logan said: just be prepared for lots of staring and quite possibly some guys flirting with you."
I gripped my cup until it shattered and everyone jumped.
"Shit," I said. "Sorry guys."
"You all right?" Ivan asked.
"Yeah," I said. "I was just thinking about my birthday and all that."
They nodded and I left to get a new cup. I took a few deep breaths. Over by the water was Walter. I glanced over my shoulder and hurried over to him.
"I need to talk to you," I said and Walter nodded. "In a more private place," I added.
"Oh," he said and we went into the kitchen. "What is it?"
"Annalise," I said. "So, her scent is different."
He nodded, a small frown on his face. "Yes. We've all picked up on it. It's very strange."
"But I also feel like breaking something when someone even looks at her," I said. "Like... like the wolf in me wants to pounce."
Walter stared at me for a long time and I waited anxiously. I was hoping it was nothing but if what my father said about mates was true....
"Have you spent much time alone with her?" he asked and I shook my head no. "Why not?"
I shrugged. "Camp just started. We're about to do the basketball tournament, too."
He nodded slowly. "The next full moon is next week," he said. "After the game, take her for a walk around the lake."
I frowned. "Why?"
He tried to leave but I stopped him.
"What if I hurt her?" I whispered and his eyes filled with understanding.
"You won't," he said.
"But my father said-"
"There's only one person who can control your wolf, Logan," he said, "and that's you."
He left but I sighed, not feeling reassured at all.