Thread: A Wolf and His Claim on Her Broken Heart (Raivh & sydnie.cherie)

No problem, Chase replied with a slanted smile etched over his strong countenance. His voice was deep as he spoke. The leather protested his movement as he shifted in his seat, watching as she opened the umbrella and then climbed out of the car. Sure, see you later. The slight grin on his face faded as his eyes trailed her from his car to the entrance of her dormitory. Once she was inside, he turned his head away from the building, shifted into drive and pulled forward. Back at his apartment, he shut the door to his car with a shove and jogged to the front door. His clothes were still wet, having not changed before taking Leighlah to campus. By no means was he cold, but the fabric of his wet boxers and shorts rubbing against him was beginning to chafe his skin. When he stepped into the entryway, he was accosted with the smell of pasta and meat. Wandering toward the fragrance of food, he found himself face to face with Vince. The tall blonde male smirked when he saw Chase, and Jared maintained a vacant expression, keeping his focus on the plate of spaghetti before him. Your girlfriend make it home okay? Vince inquired, chuckling to himself. Chase snarled, walking into the kitchen to retrieve something to eat. Setting his plate down on the counter, Vince shook his head and stepped in Chases path. Didnt save you any. Figured youd be dining with the human girl. A flicker of anger appeared in Chases green eyes, darkening them. He could feel the challenge radiating from his cousin. Then Ill just take yours, Chase snarled, snatching the plate from the counter and wandering into the living room. He flopped down on the couch just in time for the impact that sent him crashing into the coffee table. The wooden piece of furniture splintered under both Chases and Vinces weight. With a roar, Chase shoved his laughing cousin away, and rose to his feet. Jared was moving into the room, standing back a ways as Vince straightened his spine. Tension swirled in the air between them before Chase lunged, pinning his cousin to the wall, forearm pressed to his thick throat. Vince stared at Chase, a daring sneer on his lips. Oh, come on, Chase. You cant expect me to believe you wont see that woman again. What do you think shell do if she finds out what you are? Grey and brown fur covered Vinces body a muzzle jutted out from his face, two ears from his head. Claws dug into Chases arms, forcing Chase to shift. --advance two weeks Just as he had suspected, the cold rain that had been around two weeks before was gone, in its place a white blanket of snow. It crunched under his feet in patches on the sidewalk where the grounds keepers had failed to shovel and scrape it away. The white crystals were slick, but he had no concern of slipping and falling. His long stride carried him quickly across campus, his breath streaming from between his lips in one long, transparent cloud that dissipated almost as fast as it took shape. Not once since the day hed encountered Leighlah had he seen her wandering around campus. Smelling her in common areas such as the library, however, he had her scent was sweet, crisp, and anytime he caught a whiff of it, he knew shed passed through not long before him. Pushing past a set of doors, he entered a large lounge area and sank down on one of the couches. He unzipped his jacket and tossed it on his bag, having admitted defeat to making it to class on time. Already late when he arrived at the school, class had begun half an hour ago. His stomach growled, reminding him of the fact that he hadnt bothered to eat that morning or at lunch. Glancing around, he pushed off the couch and wandered over to a vending machine positioned in a corner of the room, and stuffed a dollar in the slot. When the machine refused to drop the bag of chips hed purchased, he gave it a kick. Hey! You break that damn thing again, youll be the one fixing it! shouted one of the maintenance employees. Snapping his attention over his shoulder, eyebrows raised, Chase muttered something under his breath. Its already broken, he returned, shuffling back to where his bag and jacket were near the couch. Flopping down once more, he fixed his eyes on the television, unsure of what was even playing on the screen. Whatever it was, he didnt like it, and got to his feet to go change the channel. When his stomach rumbled once more, he gritted his teeth and pulled back from the television, cursing under his breath.