Chapter 8: This Is Number Seven

Anna I was walking down the trail with my fingers interlaced with Xander's when we spotted the cutest and fluffiest white little bunny. By its size, I could tell it was not an adult. It ran to the bushes as soon as it saw us. "Let's catch it," I winked at Xander and he groaned. "Anna, no--" He could not finish talking as I pulled him by the arm to the bush I saw the bunny get in. We walked between the bushes a couple of feet trying to find the bunny before I saw it. Not the bunny, but the sight I was getting used to now. My mate making out with another bitch--a bitch who had lost her t-shirt. Poor girl. I tensed up and squeezed Xander's hand and he looked back and forth between my mate-to-be and me. I still could not pull my eyes away from Caleb. This morning it felt like someone was kicking my heart after it was down, but now it felt like someone was stomping on it. Xander grabbed my chin and softly turned my head toward