I am angry

Emily~~~

How the hell did I end up here?

I looked around at the giggling and frolicking students around me and sighed, too tired to fight this now.

This was happening and I accepted it.

“He He. What did I tell you? Better than a bar, am I right?” Stella nudged me and I smiled at her. “We will see.”

“Wait here. Let me get some drinks.” She weaved through the crowd and went to a truck standing amidst a group of vehicles.

The blond big guy standing near the truck was handing out drinks to a bunch of people, mostly beers.

I didn’t feel particularly picky today so I didn’t care.

Besides, when you are hanging out in the middle of the forest so late in the night, the last thing one would be focused on are the drinks.

I didn’t think it was a good idea when Stella dragged me over to this water hole where a bunch of her friends from the next town were partying, but now that I have inhaled the fresh air and the chilly night, it wasn’t too bad.

After all, though I was the runt of the pack, I was still a wolf by nature.

As I stood there, still and awkward like a corpse, I sucked in a breath of cold air and a thought popped into my mind.

Did Liam’s parents perhaps force him to break up with me?

I hadn’t thought about this before but now that I am thinking of it, I couldn’t shake the feeling away.

Our pack was the head pack in Appleton, Wisconsin and frankly, we were one of the few packs in the entire state and quite a big and historical one at that.

So the Alpha family and the council members took a lot of pride in the pack hierarchy and the social standings.

Liam might not be the next in line for Alpha, but he was also the alpha’s son. So how could they allow him to be with, let alone mate with a runt like me?

Ever since my childhood, I have shifted once or maybe twice? And that too only for a few seconds, my form always reverting back to my human form immediately.

This was strange considering that my four brothers were all strong and powerful muts, but no one really cared.

We were a big pack after all. One or two was bound to become weaklings and unfortunately, to my mother’s disappointment, I drew that short straw.

Oh shit! My mother! I shuddered at the thought of her. She is going to be very disappointed with this new development.

She was really happy when I had told her that we were going out and she even paid a bit more attention to me than usual.

But I guess now that that was over, things would inevitably go back to the way they were? Barely talking and the cold treatment?

Meh. Who cares? This was why I moved to the dorm anyway.

“Girl! Get the hell out of your head!” Stella bumped me with her elbow, as both her hands were busy carrying drinks.

I smiled weakly and took one of the drinks, thereby freeing her hand which she quickly threw around my neck.

“Babe. Look around you and pick a target. Do you know what is the best way to get over a jerk?”

I giggled knowing full well what she was about to say.

“Get under a hotter jerk!” Stella winked. Her short curly hair bounced as she jumped, laughing at her own corny words.

I wanted to tease her but my eyes were already scanning the crowd, looking at the several couples in envy. They were clearly having fun, giggling, and jumping into the lake water even though it was freezing.

I couldn’t help but feel a little lonely and a little hurt. Then, that thought from earlier returned again.

Did Liam do this because his parents forced him to? My brain pondered and my heart hoped.

Seeing that Stella was occupied with a couple of her friends who had wandered over to us, I fished out my phone and started to type a text.

[Did something happen?]

Nope. That sounded desperate. Delete.

[Did your parents say anything?]

Nope. That sounded even more desperate. Delete.

I wanted to toss my phone into the freezing cold lake when a low chime chirped. Liam had posted something new.

Hmm? My heart fluttered. I wondered if he was feeling as miserable as me.

I hesitated to open the post, but in the end, curiosity got the better of me, and I clicked on the Instagram icon.

You know the saying… curiosity killed the dog or whatever…

Fucking hell! My heart dropped when I clicked on his profile.

Instead of the sad or heartwarming post that I expected, there he was... elegantly smiling, the smile of a handsome charming prince, and his hands were around a bubbly stunning blond.

Get this! She was also wearing a freaking red mini dress!

This time I couldn’t hold it back anymore and really did throw my phone into the freezing lake, not regretting my action at all.

I wanted to scream. I wanted to howl. I was angry.

Even the usually dramatic Stella was shocked by my little outburst, along with a few heads that turned to our side.

“Babe. Are you alright? Did you just throw your phone in the lake?” She immediately ignored her other friends and pulled me away. “You look like you are having a panic attack.”

Nope! Far from it. I was angry. I was growling. I wanted to storm over to that motherfucker and beat him into a pulp.

“Ah, damn it. What did he do now?” Stella asked, worry pooling in her eyes.

I looked at her and shook my head. “I don’t want to talk about it now.”

“Alright.” Stella surrendered. She knew when to push me and when not to, but she remained silent not knowing what to say.

Breaking the awkward silence, I loudly punched my fist into my palm. “Fuck it. Find me a man. Find me a man that will make me forget him!”