Howl by Brieanna Boyce (e reading malayalam books txt) 📕

at Kale. “Go,” Kale said and Meg reluctantly left. I felt a pang of pity for Meg although I knew she had done awful things. She really did love Kale and I was beginning to understand just how much, yet it seemed Kale wasn’t aware of how she felt. I knew how that felt.
Kale was pacing in front of me; he ran a hand through his hair and finally looked me straight in the eyes. “How are you not upset he slapped you in the face?!”
I looked at him incredulously, “because I kicked him with a chair besides we are training, it’s not like a vampire would hold back on me. He’d do a lot more than slap or pin me.”
“He was trying to dominate you,” Kale said irritated.
I didn’t really understand what he meant by dominate I took some time and thought before I spoke, “I suppose that’s understandable, I mean maybe he’s just making sure I don’t take his place.”
Kale rolled his eyes and muttered under his breath, “That hardly had anything to do with it.”
“Oh yeah,” I was getting really irritated at his possessive know it all attitude, “How do you know that?”
Kale sighed, “When a guy wants to uh… mate there’s a scent in the air that most werewolves recognize. It can be good or bad basically his aggression was turning into…” Kale said struggling for a word.
“Desire,” I finished for him.
Kale nodded solemnly.
I thought about it and then just to get back at Kale for his ever growing, atrocious behavior. “What makes you think I wasn’t aware?”
Kale blinked shocked, “What?”
I smiled, “What makes you think I didn’t know about Gerard’s desire?” In truth I was completely oblivious to Gerard’s feelings but Kale didn’t know that.
“You’re bluffing,” Kale said narrowing his eyes in suspicion.
I shrugged nonchalantly and walked toward the other room then looked back at him, “maybe,” I smirked, “maybe not,” I then walked out of the factory following the others. Leaving Kale flustered, which left me smiling.
We finally made it back to the apartment and went to our own separate rooms when I went into my room I found a letter left on my bed marked “Skylar,” in old English font. I smiled excited and jumped onto the bed ripping open the envelope.
Dear Skylar,
I hope you are able to read my writing I grow rather tired of the decrepit handwriting of this generation. Yes I said this generation, I am over 300 years old and I don’t remember much of my first years. I am a very old powerful vampire with many connections, I can’t tell you everything but I have an ability to see things in my dreams usually I see you. I swear I’m not a stalker but that’s how I know where you are. On a different note, I don’t want you to feel I’ve lied to you because I haven’t we are still the friends we were before, even if we are… modified.
Your friend,
Tristan
I smiled half heartedly, for the most part this did make me happy, however it was that word “friend” that cut me deep. I looked up and saw Meg flipping through a magazine were we both really so different? We both shared a huge similarity one that made a huge impact, and it wasn’t our species.
Meg looked up at me from her magazine with a look of and disgust, okay so maybe we only had two things in common, we are both werewolves and we both are victims of unrequited love. Even still both of those things were huge aspects of our lives; better yet could sharing those two problems give us enough similarities for a bond to build?
Meg rolled her eyes, “What are you looking at weirdo?”
Yeah Meg made me realize something, there is a time to be understanding and compassionate and there are also times people just need to suffer. Meg in that case could use a bit more suffering.
I thought back to what Tristan had said in the letter that he could see me through his dreams; maybe I could try and find him in my dreams. That would be an amazing way to communicate! I could still see Tristan without actually seeing him and not getting in trouble or any of my pack in danger! I felt as if a giant weight was lifted off of me and I smiled and traced over the note skipping the “friends” bit. I kissed the note and then shoved it into my pocket. I skipped happily out of my room and into the kitchen taking out a few pans and pots then frowned.
Kale walked up to me, “Something wrong?”
I shrugged, “Not really would you mind picking me up some groceries?”
Kale pursed his lips, “I’ll have Jason and Derek pick you up some groceries, make a list.” He then left the room and I wondered why Kale wasn’t just getting some for me himself. I guess you didn’t have to do things yourself when you were the alpha.
Kale left the room and Gerard entered shortly after. I looked back to when we had trained together him slapping me and pinning me. Kale said it was some weird form of sexual werewolf crap. I highly doubted it though it struck me as odd, Gerard seemed like he had complete control over himself, however I was wary of him just in case.
Gerard appeared next to me, not with the graceful, almost haughty way he usually carried himself; in fact he dragged his feet and his eyes were to the floor, he looked very uncomfortable almost ashamed. He walked over and leaned against the countertop trying to look nonchalant but failing miserably.
Gerard scratched his head looking down at the floor, “So uh, I guess Kale “explained” the situation.”
I looked over at him and smiled, it was nice having him talk to me without teasing, pretenses, or talking down to me. I rolled my eyes when I thought of what Kale had said.
“Yeah he explained, but don’t worry I don’t believe it for a moment.”
Gerard looked away sheepishly then looked into the other rooms he then muttered under his breath, “well it’s not all a lie…” he then hastily added, “but it isn’t all truth either!”
I raised an eyebrow at him I didn’t get how it could be part anything, he was either trying to sexually dominate me or not I didn’t see how it could be in the middle. Then again these days I didn’t know much about anything. I crossed my arms impatient with the vague explanation.
“Fine,” I snapped irritably, crossing my arms over my chest, “explain then.”
Gerard sighed and when he was finally convinced that no one around could hear, “I was trying…to make someone jealous.”
I let that sink in for awhile then raised an eyebrow, “You can’t mean Meg?!”
Gerard shushed me and covered my mouth then whispered, “yes Meg, who else?”
I found myself laughing hysterically, who on earth would like Meg? I mean she was gorgeous but she was whiney, overbearing, catty manipulative and self- centered.
Gerard glared at me, “What are you laughing at?
I was still clutching my stomach laughing, “Name one good quality of Meg that is not about her looks.”
“She’s determined and knows what she wants.”
“No she’s a bi-“
“Yes,” he nodded “a bit over bearing I know.”
I shrugged “Wasn’t what I was going to say but yeah she is.”
Gerard smiled daydreaming, “When she’s smiling it’s infectious and although she tries to hide it she is good natured.”
I rolled my eyes, “So what does any of that have to do with me?”
Gerard muttered, “I want you to pretend to go out with me so Meg gets jealous.”
I shrugged, “well that’s all fine and dandy but what’s in it for me?”
Gerard sneered, “Oh what having my loyalty and being a part of the pack isn’t good enough?”
I smirked, “Meg!”
He covered my mouth and hissed darkly, “Okay, okay what do you want?”
I thought about it for awhile, “I want you to figure out a way that I can get some alone time.”
Gerard looked at me suspiciously, “Why?”
I huffed, “That’s my business, not yours.”
He glowered at me, “Fine, we can say we are going on a date do you have a phone on you?”
“No I didn’t bring my cell phone.”
Gerard nodded, “Okay, I will get you a disposable phone on which you communicate with me, and me only. We will go out for “dates” I will leave you to do whatever you want, once you are done you call and I will pick you up.”
I smiled, “Okay honey.”
Gerard narrowed his eyes, “don’t call me that…ever.”
Suddenly Meg walked into the kitchen and he wrapped an arm around my waist, and kissed my head, “alright babe got to go, see you later.” He then attempted to walk out as if he hadn’t seen Meg then when his back was turned I saw him turn his head and check out Meg.
I shook my head chuckling; Meg looked over to me with distained. “You’re dating Gerard?” There was doubt in her voice.
“Yep,” I said smiling although it was more at Gerard’s hypocrisy than anything else.
Meg narrowed her eyes suspiciously, “I’ve always had respect for Gerard, why would he date you?”
I shrugged, “maybe because I do more for this pack then whine.”
Meg growled, “You’re nothing but a pest.”
“That’s funny Kale doesn’t seem to mind and last time I checked he was the alpha not you.”
Meg was shaking angrily, “tomorrow me against you I don’t care who Kale wanted to be next, you think you’re so awesome.”
“No,” I shrugged then smirked, “but Kale and Gerard think I’m pretty awesome apparently.”
Meg was shaking angrily, looking like she was going to explode then she stormed out of the room. Only then did I realize how catty I had acted. Have I always been this mean? Maybe Meg just brought out the worst in me.
Kale walked into the room smiling, “So what are you making tonight?” He grinned happily. For some reason I felt guilty but I hid it. “I’m making teriyaki noodles, pork fried rice and beef.”
“Sounds delicious,” Kale grinned happily. “At least when Derek and Jason come back,” which I wasn’t holding my breath for, if they are half as into each other as they were when I caught them making out then I was guessing they’d take awhile.
Surprisingly, just as I thought that the boys walked in carrying groceries until I saw that Derek had a hickey and Jason was grinning broadly. I cleared my throat and tried to use my eyes to signal him to go to his room. He clearly didn’t get it.
Meg walked in and looked at his neck, “Jesus Derek, who attacked you with a vacuum cleaner?”
I shook my head and rubbed the bridge of my nose. Derek was completely clueless he was on cloud 9 too busy thinking about whatever happened between Jason and him.
“Huh?” Derek responded, wow Derek ingenious.
“Wow,” Meg said “Skylar are you going out with Derek too?”
I put my hands on my hips, “No!”
Kale elbowed Derek enthusiastically, “Who’s the lucky lady?”
“Lady…” Derek said confused, clearly he was still in cloud 9. I got the urge to smack my head against a wall.
Gerard walked back into the room wrapping an arm around my waist, “Well yeah a lady unless you’ve been getting hickies from a dude.”
Derek’s eyes widened in horror then he turned to Jason. They only looked at each other for a second or two but it seemed like they were communicating without words. It looked like Jason was