I wake up to a cold breeze. I shiver slightly and wrap my blanket tightly around myself for warmth. I feel my head on a pillow but the surface I am on is harder and colder than a bed. I open my eyes and look around me. Where am I? I see a bed stripped of its sheets and I am on the floor. Next to me is a T-shirt and gym shorts. They are boy's clothes. Huh.

Then memories of last night flash through my mind and I blush a little. I can't believe I did that. I wiggle my naked body out of my sheet and put on the t-shirt and shorts. They are both huge on me but I can deal with that. It's comfier this way. I bend my head down and intake the delicious smell. I know this is Gavin's shirt. He smells so good. I could get addicted.

Speaking of Gavin, where is he? This room looks lifeless. The bed is all stripped and everything else looks neat and tidy.

Oh well, I will figure everything out after I pee. I slowly make my way to the bathroom and use the toilet. When I'm done I wash my hands thoroughly and look in the mirror.

Suddenly, I laugh. My appearance is too much for me to bear, my smile spreads straight across my face.

My hair is tussled and I look like a mess. Some makeup has slightly drooped beneath my eyes, and my hair is slightly greasy but it doesn't look terrible. I definitely need a shower though. I peek into Gavin's shower to make sure he has some form of shampoo and conditioner in it. To my luck he does. I start to run the water and shut the bathroom door. I strip out of the clothes and place them on the counter neatly. I glance up in the mirror.

Holy crap! When did I get that bruise?

I touch my leg gently and take a closer look. I see a large bruise riding up the inside of my leg. It isn't painful, but it is kind of funny. I guess Gavin and I were a little rough last night. Well I did tell him not to hold back...

I hop into the shower and take my time scrubbing my body. I wash my hair and my face. As I continue to clean I find little bruises scattered around.

See normally this wouldn't happen, I just have human skin so I'm a little more sensitive than normal female werewolves.

I feel bad for Gavin's wolf. It must be sad knowing he won't ever be able to truly mate with me. Supposedly inner wolves like to take over in wolf form when your with your mate and do the dirty. It officially marks the fact that your wolves are true mates and accept that. Most people don't end up doing that for a while because it is kind of a weird thing. I don't want to imagine what it would be like to do that wolfy style... That's weird.

I rinse off all the soap and hop out of the shower. I grab a towel from the rack and wrap it around me, drying my skin before walking over to the sink. I'm about to put on my clothes when the door opens. I jump back in shock. I sigh in relief as I see Gavin standing there.

"Shit you scared me." I say and hold my beating heart. He laughs.

"Good you're awake, I brought you some breakfast." he says happily. I smile, thank god I am starving!

"Thanks." I say. "Hey Gavin."

"Yeah." he says. I see him eyeing my skimpy towel. I smirk on the inside.

"Where did the sheets on the bed go?" I ask.

"Oh that... we kind of made a mess of them..." he says and scratches the back of his neck. Oh... Well that's embarrassing. "I brought them to the laundry room. They are being washed now." He says.

"Wow, you sure know your way around here already." I say. His eyes flicker to my towel again then back up to my eyes. Oh I can definitely tease him.

"Yesterday I walked around quite a bit and I..." He trails off as I let the towel fall to the floor. I reach out to grab his t-shirt but I don't have enough time. Gavin is pressed in front of me with impossibly black eyes. "Shit Evelyn." he breaths heavily. "What are you doing to me?"

I smirk and lean up to kiss him. He places his hands on my hips and pulls me closer to his body if that is even possible. He slides his hands down to my bare butt and squeezes it lightly. I moan into the kiss and he pulls me up so I am straddling his waist.

I deepen the kiss from my angle. I break it and then trail kisses down his neck. I feel Gavin freeze. Did I do something wrong? I look up into his lightened gray eyes.

"Did I do something wrong?" I ask lightly, asking my question out loud. He doesn't look at me as he detaches me from himself and puts me down with a small thud. I whimper as he hands me my shirt. I hold it in front of my chest.

Why is he doing this...?

"Evelyn I am so sorry." He says. I give him a weird look.

"What are you talking about?" I ask. He takes a step away from me and looks away. "Gavin." I say and reach out to his arm. He pulls it away from my reach and my arm falls to my side. Hurt fills my heart.

"I did that to you. After I said I wouldn't hurt you." He says. I give him a odd look.

He points to my body. I look down. Oh the bruises. They are barley visible from the front how did he see them? Then it hits me. When I was kissing his neck he must have looked in the mirror. But I didn't think I had any bruises on my back. I turn around and my eyes widen a little. Oh crap, that one is kind of big.

I sigh and throw the t-shirt over my head. "Gavin I don't care about those. They are stupid bruises. They will be gone in a day or so anyway. They don't matter." I say.

"You trusted me not to hurt you." he says and runs a hand through his hair. "Once again I messed up."

I step forward and lightly touch his arm. I look up into his eyes. "Gavin you didn't mess up at all. You gave me one of the best nights of my life. So what, I got a couple of bruises. It was worth it for me. I just hope you enjoyed it as much as I did." I say lightly.

He wraps his large hand around one of mine and pulls me closer to him. He embraces me and I hug him back.

"I'm still sorry you got hurt..." he says. I smirk and look into his eyes.

"I'm not." I whisper. He looks shocked for a moment. I untangle myself from the hug and grab his shorts from the counter. I bend down to put them on and I see Gavin pout.

"I regret stopping our earlier actions. Can we go back to that?" He asks with a sad expression as I pull the shorts up.

"Hmm, no." I smirk. I walk around him and head to the room. "Wow I'm starving! What did you get for breakfast?" I ask excitedly.

He lets out a disappointed breath. "Some pancakes, waffles, eggs and bacon." he says.

I see a huge tray of food and I can feel my mouth water. It looks delicious. There is so much of it, I just don't know where to start. I grab an extra plate from the two that he brought and put a waffle and three slices if bacon on it.

Gavin joins me and eats some breakfast too. After we finish most the plate, I put my dish on the tray and flop back onto the bed.

"I just want to sleep now." I say and curl up onto the stripped bed. Damn, I wish there were sheets on here...

"Oh no you don't." Gavin says and scoops my up. My body fits perfectly in his arms and I rest my head on his chest and close my eyes.

"Fine, I like this better anyway." I say. I feel him laugh and I smile.

"Evelyn don't get me wrong, I love having you in my arms, but I really don't feel like getting my ass kicked by Bryce today... So we need to get you into your own clothes." He says. I sigh.

"But I like your clothes." I pout.

"I like you in my clothes." He says. I feel my heart flutter and I smile. "But we really do need to get you back to your room."

"Fine. You win." I say. He puts me down. "But only because I don't want Bryce to kill you just yet. I'm not done with you."

I hear him growl lightly and I smirk. I start to walk out the room but he grabs my arm and pulls me in for another kiss. It lasts a while and I savor his sweet taste.

I finally stop the kiss and take in a few heavy breaths. I stare into his hungry eyes. God I want him so bad right now. I peck his lips quickly. I guess I should go.

"I'll meet you here in about twenty minutes. I guess I should do my hair..." I say and grab a piece of my soaked hair.

"Okay, I need to go get the sheets anyway. They are probably done." he says.

We walk out the door together and go our separate ways. I bare left and he goes right.

When I get to my room I head straight for my closet. Well, now it's time to find something that will cover my mark. I mean a normal t-shirt covers most of it, and if I wear my hair down no one will really see it.

I decide on just wearing a sweatshirt and a pair of jeans. This way I'm comfortable and no one will see my mark. I fold Gavin's clothes and put them in my pajama drawer. Yeah, he is never seeing those again.

I quickly do my hair and start to put on mascara. There is a knock on my door. I shout from the bathroom, "Come in!"

My door creaks open and there are footsteps. They grow closer and soon someone is standing at the bathroom door. I smile.

"Hey Bryce. What brings you here?" I say happily. He gives me a weird look, as of I'm crazy. Little does he know I'm jumping for joy on the inside.

"We need to talk." he says. My heart stops.

"About what?" I ask nervously.

"You. Come down as soon as you can." he says and turns to head out of my room. "I have someone waiting for you."

He shuts my door on his way out. He found out. Oh no! He has Gavin in his office already... How did he know?

How is Gavin taking this? He must be acting cool and collected. I can picture them sitting in Bryce's office awkwardly. I should probably get there as soon as possible.

I finish putting on my mascara. I throw it in my drawer and leave as fast as possible. Oh god, poor Gavin. He's probably being intimidated right now. Bryce can be strict sometimes.

I make it to the office. As I'm about to open up the door I hear laughing. Not just anyone's laugh but Bryce's deep laugh. This isn't right.

I fling the door open. Bryce stands up and looks at me. I see three other people in the room. Seth, Ariana, and the weirdest of all, Gloria.