Chapter Eleven

The next morning, I walked into the school holding Chhaya's hand. I felt everyone's eyes were on us. Waya hasn't acknowledged me since last night. I was glad that Chhaya and I decided to have a relationship, but it's going to look weird when we find each other's heartbeats. I guess it'll be a normal first-year college couple who just broke up and went out with other people. In reality, it happens all the time.

I see Atohi at his locker. He shoves his books forcefully into his locker. I frown. I know he's upset that he can't take Jane to prom.

"You okay man?"

"I don't know, I guess." 

"We will do something special for you and Jane."

He half smiles at me. "This werewolf thing doesn't tire you out, just your everyday normal human passage."

"Just think about it if you weren't a werewolf you would never have been able to be with a demon."

He smiles at me, "I guess you're right."

"And besides, prom is lame."

I feel Chhaya drop my hand and walk in the other direction. 

Atohi shrugs his shoulders. 

So It begins with having a girlfriend.

"Chhaya, wait up "She moves so fast I can't keep up with her. I know she's mad because she wants to go to prom. 

She turns to face me. Her lips were in a frown. 

"Seriously?" She asks me with her hand on her hip. 

I feel the chuckle escape my lips. "Prom Chhaya?" 

"I would have taken you," Waya says, approaching with his big goofy grin. Obviously, he was over last night. 

"Yeah but only slept with me once?" I see her eyes hit the floor. But most importantly I see peers analyzing the situation between all three of us. 

"Don't be so sensitive, Chhaya.'

I see her face flush red with anger. 

"Okay, let's carry this conversation elsewhere."

"You're such a jerk, Waya." I watch as she prances off in the opposite direction. 

"You're going to have to fix that, we cannot have this drama within the pack every day," I spoke quietly and almost whispered. 

He takes a deep breath. "I know you're right it was a mistake, I don't know what I was thinking."

"You were thinking with your dick, that's what."

"And you're not?" I see him raising an eyebrow. 

"No Waya I am not."

In class, I tap my pencil on the table, eager for the day to be over. My eyes follow Chhaya as she takes her seat, and I can't help but roll my eyes at Mike, who seems to be watching her every move.

She turns to smile at me, and maybe that was my indication that she's feeling better about the altercation earlier. 

Winking at her, I love the smile widened on her face. 

Mike approaches her desk and I watch annoyingly. He is the furthest thing from right for her. 

"Chhaya, I was wondering if you would be my date for prom?" He rubs the back of his neck asking the question.

She looks down at her desk. I know she is kindhearted and will struggle to say no, but I want to step back, give her space, and let her handle it herself.

"Well, thanks for the offer, but I am hoping to go with my boyfriend," she said, turning towards me. I felt a smile on my face hearing the title.

"Boyfriend?" He seems shocked. Why? Chhaya is so beautiful that I wouldn't be surprised if she told me she was seeing someone.

I move towards them, I know I didn't want to get involved but it's my guess, that she's getting uncomfortable. 

"Yeah boyfriend, so beat it," I smirk, just a little fuel to rub it in further. Now actually I'm going to prom.