As the school day came to a close, the storm grew worse. The school was on limited movement. Debris smacked into the second story windows. I don't know if it was the storm that was making me anxious or the fact that Dad's appointment was soon and I wasn't there to monitor.

Last block dragged on for what felt like forever. I had none of my pack members in my Art class, however the new kid was in yet another one of my classes. Every class he has with me, he sits next to me.

Which bothered me a lot since nearly all the girls have flirted with him, yet he was innocent and played it off.

"Shit," I mutter so quietly that humans could not hear me when the tip of my pencil broke. The new kid, Chase, glances up from his drawing.

"Are you okay?" He asks. I sigh, setting the pencil down and rubbed my eyes.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm fine!" I grumble, checking my phone. There was a message from Bree but there wasn't anything from Papa or Dad yet.

"You sure? Cause you seem a little on edge." I look up, ready to snap at him to mind his own business but froze.   My blue eyes meeting his green eyes. And all they held within them was concern. Suddenly I felt really bad for snapping at him.

"Look," I said quietly, not really sure how he can hear me this low if he is a human. "I just have some stuff that's going on right now. It's stressing me out. That's all."

His green eyes flickered changing from a golden color back to their normal shade of green before he replied. "Okay. Whatever you say."

I felt a little sad when he adverted his attention from me to his sketchbook. Sighing, I scoot semi-close to him.

"What're you drawing?" I ask, trying to make conversation. Chase shrugs.

"Just some drawing, I don't know what it'll be yet but it's a start." He continues sketching out the outline, not looking up from it.

He obviously doesn't want to talk to you so let him be. I roll my eyes at that thought and turned my attention back to my own drawing. Remember, eyes on school work Eden- not on the school's next fuckboy.  

But no matter how many times I've tried to get him off of my mind, I can't help myself. He doesn't smell human nor does he have the scent of a wolf. And it was very strange to me. But his eyes fascinated me even more. They seem to show every single emotion that he was feeling. So much for getting the new kid off of my mind. I was very curious about him. He doesn't seem like a bad person, maybe I could try becoming friends with him.

But later I would realize that it was the most deadliest mistake that I could've ever made.