I couldn't believe it. I couldn't believe my father! How dare he let Jack take me out on a date when there was a meeting that night.

Well, I hated meeting nights since they were long and boring; moreover, I knew that night everyone in the pack would be arguing about what I had done. Simply closing my eyes, I could see everyone in the meeting place snarling and snapping at my family for what I had done. No doubt, someone would stand up to my father, challenging his status, but I knew he would fight back…just not on my behalf. No one there would fight for me, which was exactly why I had to be there.

"Jack, don't touch," I growled, my lips curling back to reveal my canines.

"Hey, you're my bitch tonight." He grinned wolfishly at me. "I get my way with you."

I narrowed my eyes on him, crossing my arms over my chest. "Hah, you're not paying me nearly enough to call me that," I snapped. However, Jack's grin simply grew as he reached out towards me.

"Don't be mad, baby," he cooed, making me want to strangle him right then and there. Before I knew it, he had his filthy paws on me, but that was when I felt him tense suddenly.

I frowned and looked behind him to see what he was snarling at only to see him.

"Blake," I whispered hoarsely.

There he was a few feet away, all alone. His wavy blond hair was uncombed, as usual, but his clothes were nice and rich. He was wearing that midnight blue button down that I loved since he always left a few of the top buttons undone, showing off a bit of that golden skin underneath.

"Blake!" I yelled, elbowing Jack in the ribs so he would let me go. My plan to escape was not going well, mainly because there was no way I could act docile around Jack or Blake.

Jack grunted, but tried to grab onto my arm before I could get too far away from him. However, seeing Blake, I would have fought Jack tooth and nail if I had to; lucky for him, I didn't have to resort to that.

I had gotten away, for now.

"Rae," Blake said, wrapping his arms around me tightly when I reached his side. Closing my eyes, I rested my head on his shoulder as he held me close to him. "Where have you been?" he asked, worry creeping into his voice. "I was so worried."

"My parents, they found out. The whole pack found out and I…," I trailed off. "Blake, my father…" I couldn't find myself to go on when my voice cracked. Sensing that there was no good news in store for him, Blake tightened his arms around me. He was always there for me as my pillar of strength when I felt weak, but he was torn away from me by that one person I now have come to hate.

"Jack," I screamed, feeling Blake completely torn away from me.

Jack didn't listen as he sent a fist right into Blake's face. However, before Blake could fight back, even though we all knew he had no chance against a werewolf, I tackled Jack to the ground. The cement scraped against my bare arms and legs, but I barely noticed as I hovered above Jack.

I had him pinned to the ground, but I knew I couldn't keep him down for long.

"You turn on me for a meat boy, Rae?" He spat.

"You hurt him, Jackass, and you know I'll do worse."

"I'm not afraid to hit you."

"Yes you are."

Not saying another word to him, I got up and rushed to check on Blake. His nose was bleeding slightly, but other than that he looked fine. Helping him up to his feet, I turned and snarled at Jack.

"You're going to side with the filth," Jack yelled; he was back up on his feet. His lip was busted and arms skinned, but that didn't stop him from advancing towards us. I stood my ground, ready to fight him despite the people around us.

By now, people were watching us, but they didn't understand what was going on. Sadly enough, no one even tried to step in to keep the crazy boy from attacking.

"If anything here is filth, it's you!" I grabbed Blake's hand, ready to leave, but Jack wasn't about to let that happen.

"You know what, I don't give a fuck. Get your ass over here so we can go home."

I tensed up, but then let out a laugh, confusing both boys and possibly everyone watching. However, my laughter turning into angry sobs. "Home? Home? How can you call that place home, Jack? We're like sheep, always herded back if we get too far."

"Rae, maybe you shouldn't talk about this here," Blake whispered, pulling me back a bit as if he knew that I was more than ready to punch Jack again or maybe worse, transform and accidentally reveal the secret to the rest of the world.

Though, I was pretty sure everyone thought we were nuts since our argument made no sense to them. Unexpectedly, I growled, "Where do you think we should go, Blake?"

I caught his frown and immediately felt bad. "Blake," I sighed, trying to push my anger back. "As much as I hate to admit this, Jack is right. I have to go back."

This took Blake by surprise, but Jack grinned in triumph, getting closer to us. "Rae, but you just got here."

"And I'm all bloody and worn out."

"Beautiful anyways," he said, smiling weakly.

Jack scoffed, but I sent a glare at him so to keep him quiet. "I have to go home. I'm sorry. Just go back to doing whatever you were doing before we came in…"

"I don't want to, let me come home with you. Maybe I can change your dad's mind-"

Jack laughed, but I turned and punched him right in the gut to keep him quiet for a few minutes. He doubled over and fell to the ground.

"Or you could die at the hands of my pack…no, the jaws of my pack; they will rip you apart, quite literally. No one there likes you. They see you as threat."

"I can change their mind."

"Blake, we're all stubborn," I half-sobbed, loving him just for thinking he could try to

"I won you over, didn't I?" he asked cheekily.

I chuckled, leaning in to kiss him. Just a short kiss, but once our lips met, I couldn't tear away. He wrapped his arms around my waist as I wrapped mine around his neck, pulling him in deeper.

Eventually, we pulled apart for air, but he rested his forehead against mine so as not to pull away too far. "Don't go, please don't go," he whispered, his breath mingling with mine. My heart was pounding and with him so close, my mind was going hazy.

Through my half-lidded eyes, I looked into his soft blue ones. "I have to, but I don't want to…"

"Then don't. Stay with me, just a little bit longer."

I leaned in for another kiss, but that only made me want to stay with him even more.

"We have to go back," Jack grunted, back on his feet yet again. I closed my eyes, not wanting to go anywhere without Blake.

Slowly, I pulled away from Blake, my arms going limp at my side. At first, Blake's grip tightened around me, but he let me go when I softly begged him to just let go for now. However, he sent a glare at Jack, who deflected it easily.

Roughly grabbing my wrist, Jack dragged me away.