At First Sight: A Timber Wolves Companion Read Online Free

got up. She was still looking down, so she didn’t even see me standing there until she was practically stepping on my feet. She was so close I could feel the heat coming off her. She lifted her head, and her eyes met mine. I opened my mouth, and…
    Nothing. I couldn’t form words. She was there in front of me, and I had no idea what to say. What did I say in all those fantasies I had? I know I had to have said something before we got to the making out part. What was it?
    “Excuse me,” she ground out from between clenched teeth, and I stepped back out of surprise. Scout took the opportunity to slide around me and out the door.
    She was running from me? What the hell? Never in any of my fantasies had she run from me. She actually looked scared, like I was some crazy unknown stalker…
    Which is probably exactly what I looked like. Actually, once I thought about it, “crazy unknown stalker” was a pretty accurate description. What else would you call a guy who secretly watched you for years and obsessively thought about you every day?
    The way I saw it, I had two options. One, I could get all broody and morose over the fact she didn’t know who I was and hadn’t been searching for me her whole life like I had been searching for her. It was the easier of the two choices, since it’s what I felt like doing, but no one likes a brooder. I know. I live with Liam Woe-Is-Me Cole on a full-time basis. So, I would have to go with the second option, which was to do this the old fashioned way. Talk to her. Charm her. Give her a chance to know me, and once she did, make her fall in love with me.
    I could do that, right? It couldn’t be that hard, could it? We were destined to be together.
    Filled with resolve, I snuck a peek at the school map hidden in my Calculus book and headed to my next class. On the way, I tugged out my phone and punched in a message to Liam.
    “I found Scout!”
    His reply came back not fifteen seconds later. “Stay away from the Hagans.”
    Of course. I find the love of my life, and my brother is more concerned about Shifter stuff. Like I didn’t already know to stay away from the local pack.
    My next class was some sort of hippie-dippie class about Shakespeare. If it had been up to me, I would’ve been in something like Wood Shop, trying to learn an actual useful skill, but when you register for classes the day before the new semester starts, you don’t get a lot of say in what you take.
    The theater was on the other side of the school, which meant I had to hike across the upper level of what was possibly the world’s nicest and most expensive high school gymnasium. On the floor, a group of guys I pegged as the basketball team, thanks to the collection of State Basketball Championship shirts they all sported, goofed off. I slowed my pace as I watched them. One of the guys, the shortest on the team, slid around the other players with ease before jumping up to slam the ball through the net, hanging on to the rim for a second before pouncing back down to the ground.
    Shifter! My instincts screamed, but I promptly dismissed the idea. The Hagan Pack that Liam was obsessing over lived near the army base close to the Tennessee border, which was almost an hour’s drive further south. Liam and I would eventually be seeking them out, but it was still too early. We needed to do a lot more recon before deciding whether they were Alpha loyalists. Until then, we were staying in Timber and keeping a low profile. Obviously, my brain had made the Shifter leap thanks to Liam’s text and the guy’s almost unnatural talent.
    I glanced over my shoulder one last time. The showoff was once again dribbling around his teammates, changing direction so quickly it was hard to keep up with the movement.
    Almost unnatural talent? It looked a whole lot more like supernatural talent. I took a deep breath, but couldn’t discern anything over the smell of sweat, rubber, and stale popcorn.
    Could there be another Pack we