"Does the picture have to be so graphic?" Annalise asked, her face red.
I shook my head. "He got it right out of a book. Sorry."
She read over the rest of the paper and I tried to look at anything but her. It was hard, though. When I told my father what happened with Orvil, he was a little entertained. When I told him what I've been feeling for Annalise, though, he demanded on coming up. He'd be here tomorrow and I was nervous about him meeting her.
"That seems to be a big part of it," she mumbled.
I sighed. "This is old... magic or whatever you want to call it," I said. "That's all they did back then. But I'm not big on sex so don't worry about that."
She was clearly uncomfortable and put the paper on the table face down.
"So what can we expect?" she asked.
"Well, obviously I'll have to be careful how I word things," I muttered, poking at my broccoli and avoiding her eyes. "There'll be times where I want to ask you something and it'll come out as an order like today. You need to be cautious on how you interpret those things, too. It goes both ways. If I ask you something and it comes across as an order but you say no, your body will take you to find me but I'll just dismiss you. Also, you're supposed to live with me but I'm not going to make you do that."
"Where do you live?" she whispered.
"Rockford," I answered and she laughed. "What?"
"I live in Rockford, too."
I stared at her as she took a drink of milk. Damn that fucking Fate.
I cleared my throat. "There's one more thing but I can't tell you until next week's full moon."
"Why?" she asked.
"Personal preference," I mumbled.
Suddenly, someone shouted and I pulled on Annalise's arm, yanking her over to me. She gasped in shock as a table went flying at us. I stood up and glared at the cafeteria.
"Who did that!?" I demanded, my voice echoing. Annalise was shaking and clinging to my shirt. "Don't be a coward! Who did that!?"
No one stepped forward and I clenched my jaw.
Pierre sighed as we sat in his office.
"This isn't the first time," he confided in us. "We can't find the culprit." He looked at Annalise. She hadn't spoken since the table. "Annalise, maybe you should go home. Word has spread about your father."
She covered her face with her hands and I looked away.
"I'm not leaving just because some immature supernatural is throwing a tantrum," she mumbled. I-I like it here."
"I'm glad to hear that but we need to start to think of ways to keep you safe," he sighed. "I guess I was wrong. We're not ready for this yet."
I stared at my lap.
"So what now?" she asked.
"I don't want you going anywhere without one of your roommates," he said. "If Logan hadn't been there...."
"Why don't you send everyone home early?" I asked.
He shook his head. "I agree with Annalise: I'm not going to bend to the will of a person who doesn't even have the courage to show their face. Do you know what happened to her father?" he asked me and I nodded. "Frankly, that's the only reason why I was going to send her home."
Annalise sniffled but laughed. "Looks like it's a good thing I'm your... slave thing."
"You're not my slave," I snapped.
"But the paper-"
"To hell with the paper," I said. "What time will my dad be here?"
"Noon," Pierre answered. "He requested all afternoon with the two of you."
I nodded. "Very well." I stood up and did the werewolf salute. "Thanks for your help, Pierre."
He nodded back and Annalise left before me. I caught up with her.
"Why is your dad coming tomorrow?" she asked as we got ready for bed.
"He wants to talk to us about this arrangement," I said.
"Oh.... Well, good night."
Annalise and I were sitting by the lake when I heard my name. I stood up and smiled at my dad. I looked exactly like him except for his silver eyes. He was taller than me, though, which I envied.
"It's good to see you," he said. "I'm sorry I couldn't drop you off."
I shrugged. "No biggie." I cleared my throat and beckoned Annalise over. I sighed. "Shit. Sorry."
"It's okay," she whispered as her body made her stop right next to me.
"Annalise, this is my father Kirk Wolfe," I said. "Dad, this is Annalise."
She looked afraid of my dad but held her hand out.
"It's nice to meet you, Mr. Wolfe," she said.
He didn't shake her hand and she dropped it slowly. He stared at her for a long time and I was getting nervous. I had already asked him not to tell her everything. Was he going to? Finally, he spoke.
"You are a very beautiful young woman," he said and she blushed.
"Oh," she said, her voice shocked. "Er... thank you?"
He chuckled and hugged her gently. "Logan told me about your injury. I'm sorry to hear that you were hurt."
"Thanks but Ura did a good job helping me."
"Follow me, you two."
He took us around the back side of the lake and had us sit down. He had his bag with him and passed around some food. Annalise sat cross legged and still looked nervous. He was a very intimidating werewolf, that was certain.
"All right," he said, leaning forward. "Tell me again how this happened."
"We were playing basketball and she beat Orvil," I said and he looked impressed. I clenched my hands into fists. "He tried to make her run with him. When she denied him, he touched her neck."
My dad's jaw dropped. "You mean-?"
"Yeah," I said. "Anyway, he challenged her. She may be able to beat him on the court but not in battle. So, I took her spot. I won."
"What's the big deal about him touching my neck?" she asked, putting her hand over where he stroked her.
"She didn't grow up around supernaturals," I told my dad and he nodded.
"That spot is very intimate," he explained. "It is where a werewolf is marked when he or she has found their mate. It is a soft spot, if you know what I mean." She nodded, blushing. "For him to touch you there is much like him groping your breasts, to be blunt."
"Oh," she mumbled, shifting uncomfortably.
"Now, in situations like this, you are my son's slave. Whatever he tells you to do, you do it. If you don't, two things can happen: Either he will punish you, or you will die. It depends on what the order is." He rubbed his chin. "Where do you live?"
"Rockford," she answered and his eyes flicked to mine.
I didn't say anything.
"Okay. I'm sure Logan told you that you're required to live with us."
She tugged at her hair. "He said something like that, yeah."
"When camp is over, you will come back with us. It's only temporary," he said quickly. "You don't have to stay. It's just so that the contract doesn't punish you."
"Okay," she whispered. "I-I need to tell my mom, though."
My dad shook his head. "I've already told her. She should be here soon."
I frowned. "How'd you-"
"Pierre gave me her number," he said.
We sat in silence until we saw her mom's car. Annalise stood up and her mom ran over, hugging her.
"Oh, I'm sorry, sweetie," she whispered.
"It's okay, Mom," she said and cleared her throat. "Mom, this is Logan. Logan, this is my mom, Vera."
I stood up and did the salute. She stared at me for a second then, without warning, she slapped me.
"Mom!" Annalise said. "No!"
"So that's where Annalise gets it," I mumbled. "It's okay, Annalise."
"How could you enslave my daughter!?" she shouted, stomping her foot.
"It's not like that, Mom," Annalise said and had her sit down. "Just hear him out."
Vera narrowed her eyes at me. "You better have a good excuse, Logan, or I will rip you limb from limb."
I laughed a little. "Well, I'll do my best."
Very was crying by the end of it all.
"Here at camp, nothing will change," my dad explained. He glanced at me and I nodded. "Mrs. Rourke, why don't you spend some time with Annalise?"
She nodded and stood up, reaching out for Annalise. When they were out of earshot, I groaned and put my head in my hands. He sighed and put his arm around me, watching them walk away.
"Have you kissed yet?" he asked.
"No," I sighed. "Then she'll know."
"How are you going to tell her?"
"I'm gonna wait until the full moon," I mumbled, pulling up some grass. "I think Walter knew; he was the one who suggested the full moon. Probably during the post-game party."
"Fate pulling her strings again," he said.
"She needs to stay out of my business," I complained and he laughed.
"I know many who would agree with you. Did you know she lives in Rockford?"
"Not till last night," I said.
"And she's your roommate?"
"Yep," I said, popping the 'p'. "Fate interfering once again."
My dad shrugged. "You'd have to meet Annalise one way or another. If you ask me, Fate made it easy for you."
"Yeah, I suppose." I sighed. "Do you and her mom want to join us for dinner tonight?"
"Sure," he said, smiling.