Envy
I took the time to weave through the streets of Red Moon before I left. It was only an extra few minutes, but I just really wanted to see what the pack looked like. Aleisha was honestly so nice. A bit out of shape, but she has good potential and I’m buzzing with energy right now because I think I just made my first ever friend around my own age. We’d made plans for the weekend to hang out properly and I’m pretty sure I’m going to have so much fun with this new job of training her.
I zip in through my own pack lands. Tolaris pack has been everything I’ve ever needed, until today, until I realised there was more to life than just working hard and achieving goals. I park my new bike in the garage next to Felix’s and slip in the side door. I don’t have time to change before the dinner rush thanks to my little detour but that’s okay.
“Hey girl, thank god you’re here. Can you start on those vegetables?” Jenny greats me.
“Yeah of course.” I slip off my leather jacket and gloves, leaving the riding pants and boots with my camo crop top, and get to work busying myself. Dinner was as always, a success, I know this due to the lack of leftovers in the bain-maries. I’m silently cursing myself for not putting a portion aside for myself before I took the food out. Checking the time, it’s too late to be making anything else now, so I just grab a few granola bars and head upstairs. I can probably get in about an hour and a half of study before I need to sleep. I turn the hallway with half a granola shoved in my mouth when I stop dead. Right in front of my door and dingbat one and two.
“Ready to study?” Theo grins at me.
“I thought I said I wasn’t going to help you two.”
“And I thought I said we would meet you here late.” Zion steps forward with a plate of food. “I figured you wouldn’t have had a chance to get anything.”
“That’s…nice?” I tilt my head in confusion.
“Don’t get it twisted, little warrior. I just don’t want you passing out on us.”
I roll my eyes and dig my keys out of my leather pants. Putting the key in the door and pushing it open before walking inside. The two giants follow me in, not like I invited them, but here they are, standing in my now smaller looking room. Zion puts the plate of food on my desk and takes a moment to look around.
“Where’s all your stuff?”
I point to one of the doors. “Closet.”
To my surprise the bastard goes and opens said closet. Not that I really care, I don’t have anything to hide.
“There’s literally nothing in here but some training gear and two sets of shoes.”
“And two hoodies.” I point out.
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