All Chapters of How To Survive Werewolves: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

The first thing I notice when I wake up is the warmth beside me is gone.My eyes snap open while my heart lurches in my chest. The bed is empty. The sheets are slightly rumpled where Jake had been, but he’s nowhere in sight.Panic flutters through me before I hear the soft sound of water running. A second later, the bathroom door opens, steam curling around the edges and Jake steps out.My breath catches.His damp hair falls messily over his forehead and droplets of water trail down his bare chest. A towel hangs low on his hips. Very low.When he sees me awake, a soft smile spreads across his face."Morning," he murmurs.Before I can respond, he crosses the room in two strides and climbs back into bed. He pulls me into his arms like he never wants to let me go. His skin is warm and fresh from the shower. He smells incredible."You okay?" he asks, his lips ghosting over my temple.I nod, relaxing against him. "I thought you left."His arms tighten around me, his voice turning serious.

By the time practice is over, my legs ache something fierce, and my arms feel like they might fall clean off. I just know I’ll be paying for this tomorrow. But it’s worth it. The adrenaline, the teamwork, the rush of landing a perfect spike. And, of course, the sheer joy of wiping that smug "You’ll never get that ball" look right off Cora’s face when I absolutely do.I sling my towel around my neck as we walk off the court, still catching my breath. Cora nudges me with her shoulder as she shakes her head.“You’re getting cocky,” she says, though she’s grinning.I let out a breathy laugh, rolling my shoulders. “Nah, I’m just getting better,” I say, shooting her a cheeky wink.Cora huffs, but she’s amused. “You’re insufferable.” She shoves me lightly, and I stumble in mock offense.“Oi!” I exclaim, holding a hand to my chest. “Violence. Unbelievable.”She snorts as we step into the hallway, the distant sounds of practice still carrying from the gym. It’s mostly empty now, save for a few

The scent of coffee and toast drifts up the stairs, pulling me out of sleep. I stretch lazily before rolling out of bed, shivering slightly at the morning chill. I reach over and feel the empty bed. Jake is probably already up.I check my phone screen and see that it is just before six. Ugh, I need to get up for school. I get up with a sigh and head to the shower. The shower is quick and nice, almost lulling me back to sleep. I quickly throw together a outfit and grab Jake’s leather jacket.A small smile tugs at my lips as I shrug it on. It drowns me in warmth and it still somehow smells like him. A lemon and peppermint smell. Something uniquely Jake. Perfect.When I finally make my way downstairs, I hear voices coming from the kitchen. My mum’s soft laughter and Jake’s deep, rumbling response. That alone nearly makes me trip over the last step.Jake is here. Having breakfast. With my mum.I pause in the doorway, watching them. My mum is standing by the counter while she pours anothe

The gym is packed. The energy is electric, the squeak of sneakers on polished floors mixing with the cheers from the stands. My heart pounds. Not from nerves, but from adrenaline. We are two points away from winning and the entire team feels it. Cora stands at the back, ready, her sharp eyes locked on the opposing team’s movements. I’m in the middle, knees bent, fingers twitching, waiting for the perfect moment.The ball comes soaring over the net. Cora is on it in an instant and digs it up perfectly. The setter sends it my way and I don’t even think. I just jump, arm swinging with all the power I have. The smack of the ball meeting my palm is followed by a sharp thud as it hits the court. Point for us.One more.The gym erupts, voices shouting my name, Cora’s name, our team’s name. I glance at the stands and see Jake standing with his arms crossed. His eyes are soft and full of pride. Grayson is beside him, yelling something I can’t make out, while my mum and Cora’s mum clap enthu

Jake pulls into the driveway, the car’s engine winding down to a quiet stop. I glance over at Jake, who gives me a small nod before getting out of the car. I take a deep breath as I feel the weight of the evening finally settle on me.I head inside, slipping off my shoes by the door. The house is quiet, but it’s the kind of peaceful that feels right after a long day. There is a smell of something my mum must’ve been cooking earlier and I smile at the thought of her. I make my way upstairs, my steps soft on the wooden floorboards.Outside her room, I stop and knock lightly. There’s no answer, but I know she’s in there. I push the door open slowly and peek inside.Mum’s lying in bed with her eyes closed, but I can tell she’s not asleep. She is just worn out from everything. The volleyball game, the lunch out... it’s all added up.I walk over to the bed and sit down beside her, reaching for the blankets to adjust them. I tuck her in carefully. She opens her eyes, looking at me with a tir