Alice
Arriving back at the pack house brought back with it all the memories I had accumulated over the past few years of living here. The date was amazing, but I just know that the moment I enter that pack house, I will be flooded with hateful comments once I am left on my own again.
I braced myself as Zayn and I walked up to the front porch, we shared one last kiss, a short, sweet, and simple kiss. We went our separate ways, and as if by magic I was right, because the moment I stepped foot inside they had been eyeing me from the living room under the guise of watching television.
I sighed as I came face to face with Tristan and his plaything.
“Where do you think you are running off to, huh?” Tristan spoke up, demanding my attention. I refused to reply, and tried my best to push past t
