8 | The Werewolf Hunters

I avoided Sol.

Ever since I caught him making out with Gwen at her door, I've felt resentful.

It's more of a disappointment and anger that has no clear end. I know I have no right to be angry with Sol.

But I still felt extremely angry. Of all the girls at school, why did he have to be with Gwen?

As if I wasn't annoyed enough, Sol suddenly became aggressive with me. Unfortunately, we had a lot of the same classes.

I tried to keep away from him. Every free period I hid in the school library, the only place where excessive conversation was not allowed.

Oh, don't think Sol didn't try to talk to me. He did, but I always found a seat near the librarian. Whenever Sol spoke, the librarian's stern hiss could be heard immediately, telling the boy to shut up.

"Lei, do you want to walk home together?"

I slung my backpack over my shoulder. My look was cold.

"No, I don't. I'm going home with mom."

"I'll ask your mom for permission to bring you home often. We're on the same side." Sol was still adam