The ride to the ball was long and quiet and I liked it that way. No more awkward conversations and Jairus loses interest in me and I can go back to Chris. But fate always has to make me trip doesn't it?
"If I see you doing anything weird or wrong I swear to god I am going to be murdering you alive. Don't say anything on how you are being treated miserably but just keep your mouth shut and follow me where ever I am going. Has this thing gone into your pretty little head?" He threatens me and bares his fangs. I nod frantically and look straight down at me feet.
I hate how he speaks to me like that. I lost my wolf and I feel so vulnerable, too vulnerable to cry. It just seems as if I have this heavy burden that I need to get rid off before it gets rid of me. Jairus turns in his seat, turns
