Page 4 of Tainted Romance

"Well, if you are offering?"

"Oh, you are disgusting," she shouted over her shoulder before storming off down the hall.

I knew I had possibly pissed her off for the rest of the day and she would probably be walking around with that nasty glare on her face. For some reason that made me feel better about losing my possible score with Rachel.

She ruined my afternoon, and I had ruined hers in return.

Chapter Two

My head was still spinning from the weekend. We hadn’t got home until early this morning, and I think we got perhaps four hours sleep. The weekend was mental. Ebony had got a guy just like she wanted, while Taylor and I made it our mission to screw our way through the bikini models.

I dropped my head in my hands, sitting on the school steps. Why was everyone so loud today? I had a free period, and I was taking full advantage of it. I was sitting out in the fresh air, still trying to sober up with a water bottle in my hand.

"ZANE!" Taylor came sprinting around the corner. "FUCK, MAN, YOU NEED TO COME WITH ME!"

He was slightly out of breath with worry lines on his forehead.

"Why? What is going on?" I got up and broke out into a slow jog following him.

"Two chicks are going at it on the oval. Apparently, one is close to changing in front of everyone."

Great, just what I needed. I bloody hated Mondays. I got my ass moving, breaking out into a sprint. If dad found out someone shifted in front of humans, they would have their heads ripped off, and mine would come off after theirs.

Dad made it clear, at school, I was in charge of student behavior. We never really had any problems, so I rarely had to step in.

I spotted a group of people gathered on the oval.

"Who is it?" I asked Taylor, as we pushed our way through the people. When we got to the front - that was when it happened.

Everything slipped away. My wolf was alert and aware. My heart rate spiked then dropped. My eyes zoned in on her; everything around her blurred.

Mate.

That one word whispered through my body, and I knew I had found her. I watched dreamily as Allie laid into Ebony.

Punch after punch.

No one was breaking them up.

But I was frozen watching her. She moved with such grace, her eyes zoned onto her prey.

"ZANE MATE, SNAP OUT OF IT." Taylor slapped my chest hard, pulling me from my thoughts.

I launched in between the girls. I pushed Ebony back while dodging one of Allie's left hooks. She was mad with uncontrollable rage. Her eyes weren't their usual emerald color, they were ash black. She wanted blood, her wolf was taking control of her, and she was letting it happen.

"ENOUGH!" I yelled, holding them apart. Ebony glanced at me, respecting my authority. Allie, however, slammed my arm out of her way and launched at Ebony, taking her to the ground.

"Fuck," I cursed. The girls thrashed around on the ground, both getting hits in. Every time Ebony landed one, I wanted to hit her. Protection of my mate swirled within me.

God, it was already starting.

Blake Falcon was here now, and he was yelling at Allie to stop it. I was prying Ebony off Allie, while Blake pulled on Allie's arms, dragging her backwards.

"ALLIE, STOP IT!" he roared at her, gripping her shoulders, and bringing her to her feet.

I had my arms wrapped around Ebony, keeping her pinned against my chest, while she kicked and wiggled.

"Ebony, calm down," I spoke into her ear, hoping she would stop fighting me.

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