Girl's Night

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Jenn Pov When we finally arrived back at the pack house, Keisha and I said our goodbyes to our five friends and their pack members and headed inside. I was dying to get in my bed and sleep for a week, but we were met at the door by Ava, Cici and my Gamma Tamara, 'Girl's Night!' yelled Cici, grabbing Keisha and I by the arms and leading us into the theater room. 'Ok, so 'Pitch Perfect marathon, I'll get the popcorn, Ava get the drinks, Tamara you make sure these two stay their asses here so we can have some bonding time' she barks. 'Shouldn't Ava go home to Emilio? Tamara looks exhausted' I say, but Cici gave me a look, and I don't have the strength to argue with her. Finally we were all snuggled in, debating which group we'd want to be in, Keisha insisting she'd be the first female in the 'Treblemakers' just to sleep with them all. I seriously can't with her sometimes. By the start of the second movie I felt it, f**k, that old familiar feeling, my sorry ass mate f*****g some hoe, probably the leech I saw stuck to him at the store. Everyone seemed to notice my discomfort, even though I thought I was getting better at hiding it. 'How the f**k can he be such a d**k, and he actually wanted to come make sure you were okay after the battle' I hear Tamara say, I look at her a tad lost 'What the f**k are you talking about?' I ask. 'My friend Patrice is screwing his Gamma and texted me saying that the Alpha and his Beta were on the way here because their Alpha was pissed someone tried to attack you' before she could finish I was up and walking out the door livid. So the bastard was so concerned for my safety but has a whole b***h hanging off his d**k at the gas station. I am beyond furious trying to just calm myself so I don't shift and go to his pack and kill him when I walk dead into the back of someone, sending their plates crashing to the ground. 'f**k, I'm sorry' I say before looking and seeing two big brown eyes and a perfect smile, Josh, Dr. Stephenson new hire, and newest pack member. Suddenly I wanted him, maybe it's time I give my sorry ass mate a taste of his own medicine, let's face it, what could really happen, I can't get knocked up twice can I. I'll probably end up regretting this but oh well, werewolves are s****l creatures and Josh is fine as hell, six foot six, built like a wide reciver in the NFL, and I'm here for all of it.
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