Chapter 6

• Elina
• I scream from frustration before I trek back to school. Why has my life become so complicated? Why couldn’t I finish this year without weird dreams and angry hot boys? My face heats up as I remember falling on top of Xavier a couple of minutes ago.
• Our faces were so close, a little closer, and we would have... ok Elina, let's not think about that angry wolf. I need to figure out what our connection is and, more importantly, how to break it. In that dream this morning, he was there, and he remembers it, which means it’s more than a dream. Is he entering my thoughts? I know from werewolves' mates isn’t much, but I know they share a telepathic connection. However, that usually happens after the mate is identified on or after their eighteenth birthday. So even if I’m his mate, why would we be connected so early? I try to think of all the possible reasons, but nothing makes sense. I groan as I walk through the doors. He is right; I need to get my books together and probably my friends to help me figure this out. Mom would be more help, but she would probably freak out if I told her about my latest dream.