As I ran toward the fire, I looked over my shoulder toward Enzo, who was still out of sight. Just then, I bumped into something solid and fell to the ground -- well, I nearly fell to the ground, but a pair of strong arms caught me. Enzo. I looked up to see Enzo holding me, looking down at me with
Enzo When I saw the human girl with the two black braids at the bar on Friday night, I honestly didn’t think twice. She was just another average human girl -- pretty, with a nice body, but ultimately useless for me. You see, I’m a werewolf. I was never meant to have anything to do with humans. In
Nina I walked back to the party, trying to ignore the strange interactions I had just had with Enzo and Lisa. Jessica was dancing with the group, while Lori was still sitting on the steps of one of the cabins and smoking. I didn’t feel like dancing right now, so I went to sit with Lori. Lori hande
“Who is she?” I heard one girl whisper. “I have no idea,” another replied. “But I’ll tell you what… if Lisa finds out, this nerdy girl is gonna be dead meat.” I frowned. Hearing Lisa’s name made me sick to my stomach. “Well?” Enzo said. “I have a spare helmet.” “No thanks,” I replied. “I’m takin
Nina Enzo didn’t seem to recognize me right away with my uniform and my hair pulled back. He came in and sat down at the counter while I was pouring coffee for another customer, which I nearly spilled all over the table out of shock. My hands trembled as I approached the counter. Was he following
It was a VIP ticket to a hockey game. “What’s thi-” “Hey, Nina!” Jessica’s voice suddenly rang through the restaurant. I had completely forgotten that we had planned to meet up at the end of my shift, which was almost over. I nervously clutched the ticket in my hand as she approached the counter a
Nina “Well? What’s your assignment?” Jessica asked. “Um… sports medicine,” I replied, handing the phone back. Jessica looked confused. “I thought you wanted-” “Surgery, yeah,” I said, grabbing my bag and heading for the door with Jessica on my heels. First thing in the morning, I would go to the
“You must be Nina!” she said, standing up from her desk and coming around to greet me. Much to my surprise, she hugged me. I was a bit taken aback by my mentor’s vitality and warmth; it was not at all what I expected from a person who would deal with sweaty, whiny athletes all day. In fact, even tho