Interesting does even cover it

I go back to my locker, not looking at her, and shrug. “Oh you know. Same ol’ same ol’ with the alpha. Just using my lack of sleep as a way to try and get me into the pack.” I know that wasn’t what he was doing, Ness and I truly believed the concern was genuine which doesn’t make me hate him less.

“Uhhh. Try again sister. I know what I saw and you NEVER let Nate get that close to you.” She says pointedly.

“Nate?” I say back, looking at her now. “Since when do you refer to him as Nate?” I know that I am angrier than I should be, but I also know that there aren’t many people he lets call him by that nickname. He wants to keep the separation between pack and alpha. He has to keep the line between classmate and alpha clear.

Now it’s Melody’s turn to shrug, but I can see the guilt behind her eyes. “I don’t know, last week or something…” Her eyes don’t meet mine and I know that there is more to this.

I shut my locker and cross my arms over my chest. “Since last week Mel? What happened last week?” I’m trying to keep my anger in check here. Mel doesn’t know that he’s my mate, but she also doesn’t know that he isn’t her’s. She hasn’t turned 18 yet so in her mind there is still a chance.

“Listen, babe.” She starts, trying to put on her ‘gives no shits, everything is cool’ fasade so that I don’t see through her.

Even if I couldn’t feel people’s emotions, I would know what was going on with her. Mel has been my best friend since my first day of school.

May had dropped me off and the secretary took me to my first class. I was six and hadn’t been around other kids before so I didn’t really know what I was getting myself into, but the first one to walk up to me that day was Mel. Deep brown eyes with chocolate brown hair to match and a smile, fully loaded with two adorable dimples, that would prove to get her out of every bad situation she put herself in.

She strides above me at about 5’7 and has curves that have all the guys and girls begging. She’s a killer at softball and loves to lift weights, she says it makes her feel even more like a badass than she already is.

Melody is also super confident in herself but not in away that makes her self-centered, just in away that makes her not give a shit about what other people say about her. One of the many reasons she is my best friend.

“Don’t babe me, Melody. Just tell me.” I say sternly.

“Damn, full name okay.” She huffs and finally looks up at me.

“I had coffee with him, okay?”

“Annnd?” I retort.

“And, that’s it.” She says, like I should know what all went down.

I roll my eyes and pray for the patience. “Mel, you gotta give me more then that. Did you ask him, did he ask you? Did he SAY you could call him Nate?”

“I asked him… and not exactly. He didn’t SAAAY it, but he also doesn’t get coffee with just anyone, so I figured it was implied.”

I really consider homing into her emotions, but I don’t like the idea of manipulating my best friend. It’s not fair because she can’t do the same, and I feel like it is a violation of her trust. 

“Listen,” I say calmly, putting my hands on top of her shoulders. “I love you, and I am glad that you had the confidence to ask him for coffee. I am assuming that he was nice, otherwise the whole seeing him just now would have gone a lot different. However,” I start, and she rolls her eyes.

“Yeah yeah,” she says, “I know, I shouldn’t call him that until he explicitly invites me to.”

I rub her should before letting go, placing my hands on the straps of my backpack. “I know that he seems like a good alpha, but I don’t want you getting hurt.”

“I still don’t understand why you won’t join the pack.” She pouts.

“And on that note, I am heading to class.” I give her a two-finger salute and turn to go the other direction.

“Well Ness, that was an interesting start to our day.” I say, already tired and ready to go home.

She snorts back at me, “Interesting doesn’t even cover it.”