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the day I'm drained. I answer all of Marta's questions
and go up to my bedroom. I collapse onto my bed and don't wake up
until the following day.
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    Friday
    I haven't seen
Alpha Hall for three days. I was starting to think he was over his
protective instincts until Marta found out that he was out of town
visiting a neighboring pack. I had seen Beta Holden a few times,
but didn't realize he was my shadow until one day at lunch when a
couple of girls started making snide remarks to me. I watched as
Beta Holden walked over from the corner of the room and whispered a
few words to them. They put their heads down and didn't look at me
again.
    After school was
over I felt nothing but relief. Meeting Marta at the car she was
all smiles.
    "What's up with
you?" I ask smiling at her happiness.
    "Mom and dad are
going back to see Alpha Rhys."
    "Why?"
    "I don't know.
They didn't say. Mom just called when I was at lunch. She said you
wouldn't answer your phone."
    "My phone was
off. This news is making you jump in your seat because?"
    "Girls night!"
She yells.
    I laugh. "Girls
night? Who'd you invite?"
    "A few girls from
my geometry class, Elizabeth Edwards, Missy Stern and Leah Dixon.
Leah's brother is twenty-one so she's bringing the
beverages."
    "Nice. When do
mom and dad leave?"
    "They already
left! We have all night!" She squeals.
    Once we got home
Marta opened a bottle of wine she stole from my parents after the
move. They never even noticed it was missing. We pour a glass and
end up finishing the bottle before any of the girls get to our
house. We cook frozen pizzas and the bell rings. Marta leaves to
answer the door and comes back with all the girls.
    It's awkward at
first. Then we all start drinking the vodka and wine Leah brought.
Two hours later we are all singing and dancing in our underwear in
the living room listening to Miley Cyrus’ Wrecking Ball, passing
around the bottles.
    After Miley is
done singing I play Mac Miller's Watching Movies and attempt to rap
along. I'm doing pretty well until someone stops the music. "Hey,
why'd you stop the music?" I ask taking a drink of wine. They point
behind me and I turn, surprised I spit out my drink all over him.
He doesn’t even blink.

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    Take
off Your Shirt
    I look at the red
wine stains on Alpha Hall's white shirt. "Fuck me, I'm in so much
trouble. I'm so sorry!" I say loudly and wipe at the stains. He
stands there with his arms crossed watching me. Panicking, I start
to pull up his shirt trying to take if off so I can put it in the
dryer. He uncrosses his arms to make it easier on me but he's too
big. "Take your shirt off and I'll dry it." I order
apologetically.
    Slowly he lifts
up his shirt and I help him, pulling it all the way off. I run to
the laundry room, throw it in the dryer and slam the door shut.
Turning it on, I see one of my dad’s clean white t-shirts and run
back to the living room. The Alpha is standing where I left him. I
see that the other girls have their heads down smirking. I bring
the shirt to him and he looks at me. Unable to read his expression
and say, "It’s my dad’s."
    I hear a snort
and laughing. I turn and see Marta holding her stomach and the
other girls are holding their hands over their mouths. "What?" I
ask.
    "That's not going
to fit him!" She points out.
    "Its cotton, it
stretches and uh, breathes." I try to explain the stupidest thing
I've ever done. I hold the shirt to his chest noticing its three
sizes too small. This only makes Marta laugh harder and fall to the
ground. "He doesn't have to wear it." I snap throwing the shirt at
her.
    "Good, because it
would look a lot like a condom." Beta Holden remarks fighting a
smile. "Although, it would be funny to see you try to dress him,
too."
    I turn red. "Oh,
my God. I undressed you!" I realize horrified. I hear another body
fall behind me. I am so happy they're enjoying this. "I swear I
didn't mean to, Al-Lennox. Please, don't be mad at me." I
plead.
    "I'm not mad, but
next time