Chapter 7 7

"Umbrie? Jared, where are you?" She was unsure if she should look around.

That's right! The favour that jerk asked of me almost slipped my mind.

He's with the warriors he knows and trusts. They must be in the same class. When I told her, she nodded and believed the deception right away.

"Alright. I'm going to need your help getting some heavy boxes up the attic, so I hope you're not too exhausted to help. As she strolled by," she remarked.

"I'm right behind you." I answered with gloom.

All I wanted to do was go home and collapse onto my bed.

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We spent close to an hour carrying the boxes to the attic, where they would be safe until Christmas. Unlike my father, she took each holiday seriously.

Sweaty, exhausted, and weak, I made my way back to my room. It was Jared's responsibility to help mum with everything. That much for trying to be a decent sibling.

As quickly as I could, I went inside and locked the door. When I saw who was sitting on my bed, I began to undress.

Keiran!!

Rapidly, I dropped my arms and let my top fall back to my chest. Completely disrobing myself would have been disastrous.

"Keiran." My voice cracked with surprise as I tried to call out.

He got to his feet and strode up to me.

"You're sweating so much." He murmured as he studied my forehead, and I noticed his disturbed expression for the first time in a while.

"What are you doing here - in my room?" I asked him in an upbeat manner to change his mind.

It was important to me that he leave. Seriously, I did.

"You should probably wash up beforehand. Seems like you might use some help. My eyes rolled as I listened to what" he had to say.

I picked on him a little bit in jest. I took off my shirt in front of him and let him see my bra.

His attention was totally riveted. Before I locked myself in the restroom and sashayed out, he looked me straight in the eye.

The startling realisation that my wolf was content made me feel elated. It seemed elated and full of good cheer.

It was quite annoying to me. I wanted to despise him with all my being, but apparently my inner wolf wasn't on board.

My friend Keiran. My first full transformation into a werewolf occurred when I was sixteen years old. We slept together for a few nights and then we both felt the mating pull and we mated.

He came from a wealthy family, while my family was middle class.

I assume their efforts were successful because I liked him and we were able to get close as a result of our parents' efforts to help us accept each other.

At a later time, he and his parents had an argument, and he eventually left home. I didn't see him for an entire month. It was very difficult, and I was too concerned for his safety.