“It was one of your witches that said they should be together.” He replies, a slightly distasteful look in my direction.
“It’s a load of bull, that wolf’s parents must have paid a pretty penny for them to say that. Mating with Jaxson would be most wolves dream come true for their child.” I tell him.

“Let’s hope he realises what he is doing, sooner rather than later.”  He says.

“He will,” I say. Well, I hope he will.

Chapter Fifteen

The next two weeks pass uneventfully; as I train with Jaxson three times a week and I go on dates with Wyatt on the weekends. I’ve seen Atti twice after the first time we met, once when he turned up at the café I was having lunch at. The other time was when he invited himself to dinner with me and Wyatt. Wyatt doesn’t seem to mind his light personality and carefree attitude, even with the long hugs goodbye.

My classes are ending this week and I finally get to go home next week. A whole two weeks of mums cooking and relaxing, with no boy issues. No worrying about the fact I’m crushing on four guys, at least Atti and Dabriel aren’t hanging out with me all the time. Wyatt’s little kisses have become beyond frustrating but I understand that he wants us to go slow.

My training with Jaxson has become so tense, I can hardly stand to go if it wasn't for the fact he believes he owes me and wants to train me, and I wouldn't go. I remember last week, as he took off his shirt as it was wet with sweat and I nearly drooled all over his rock hard abs. He has that amazing v that goes down to a little patch of hair I saw,

I slam into a rock wall as I am walking out of class not looking where I'm going. I lift my gaze to see that I bumped into Harris, not an actual wall. Although he felt like it.

"Whoa look out." He laughs, holding my shoulders and pushes me out of his chest. I laugh too.

"Sorry, I was thinking about going home next week," I say slightly lying but Harris doesn't know that.

"Cool but it's only Monday, you have a while yet. Oh, we have a sort of party this weekend, I don't know if you’re going but I could give you a ride." He stumbles a little and blushes.

"I will ask Jaxson if I can come and if he says yes, then I will. I don't want to over stay my welcome with your pack." I whisper the end part as some people pass us.

"You saved one of our pups, you won't over stay your welcome anytime soon Winter and you’re pack to us." He mutters to me with a look.