23

Dawn

“Great. Now the whole pack knows how he feels about me.” I mumbled as I sped to the pack house.

I wanted to scream. I wanted to shout down the heavens. But if I did, I'd be letting everyone know how much he affected me. I wouldn't give them that satisfaction. I would never let them know how my daydreams mostly consisted of Rhys and I together. Of how I'd somehow conjured a charming image where I was obsessed with him. No one needed to know how I consistently thought of our night together. Of how it seemed like my whole existence was revolving about him.

All they needed to know was that I was having a horrible week and he'd just hit the last nail that sealed the coffin. He'd given the snots ammo that they'd been digging for.

No matter what Kaden or anyone said. After now, I was never setting foot in that etiquette lesson, ever. Maybe it was time I set my foot down about something.

“Wait up!” One of the triplets called. It was probably Layla, but I was too angry to care. I was no