Chapter 3

“Oh, Jarred, still the same as ever,” I said through the phone. “I’ll see you in twenty minutes. Bye.” I finally made it back home and all the emotions were bubbling to the surface. Beau laughed as he rolled down the windows, letting the cool air blow through our hair. I sniffed the familiar green leaves and the scent of both the Crescent and Stone pack mingled in the air. “I love the wind blowing through my hair!” Beau screamed, catching the attention of a few people as we drove by local restaurants and small stores. “You’re a true dog,” I joked. “Maybe that’s why Cheryl dumped you for the human.” “And you’re a true bitch,” Beau grinned. “Plus, that was her mate. Get over that.” “You cried like a baby,” I laughed. “I remember how badly hurt your ego was that you went through the whole popular phase. That was funny. Remember how you went up to that one girl and she called you cute for sharing that one pick up line?”