The Big Bad Wolf by Accardo Jus

Author:Accardo, Jus
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Entangled; Crave; YA; YA romance; Teen; Teen romance, pnr, paranormal, paranormal romance, shifter, shifters, werewolves, werewolf, fake relationship, enemies to lovers
Publisher: Entangled Publishing, LLC
Published: 2018-03-05T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seventeen

Kensey

“You sure you’re ready for this?” Slade parked a few doors down from Merrick’s house. The party seemed to be in full swing. We’d purposefully waited until we’d be able to make a somewhat subtle entrance.

We’d hung out several times with his friends, but this was Merrick’s home turf. This would be different.

I squared my shoulders and undid the seatbelt. “Please. I’ve got it locked down.” I’d donned one of the new outfits I’d gotten last week. A short black skirt and a tank with a red flannel thrown over top of it. On my feet were red sneakers to match. Cute in a grungy way. I’d caught Slade staring when he thought I wasn’t looking. His approval made me happier than it should have.

Merrick’s place was on the other side of town. He had a few neighbors, but in this area, no one gave a crap about the noise. Between the random shots fired and drunken screams from the park a few miles down the road, it all blended together in a symphony of urban decay. A house party was nothing to raise an eye to.

We waded through the crowd on the lawn and crept between the couples camping out on the steps. The thumping bass drifted out, and the moment my foot crossed the threshold, someone thrust a beer into Slade’s hand.

He took a long pull and glanced over to check on me. I’d made it clear I hadn’t wanted to come but understood we needed to at least make an appearance. Pulling a no-show wasn’t an option. It would have implied weakness and fear. Someone like Merrick would jump on that.

“You showed.” Merrick strode over and clamped a hand on Slade’s shoulder. With a firm squeeze and a jostle, he narrowed his eyes at me. “And you brought your b—”

“Watch it, Merrick,” Slade warned. His fingers tightened around mine, and I was grateful. It kept me from doing something stupid—like introducing my fist to the guy’s face.

“Bae,” he finished with a saccharine smile. He disappeared for a moment, then reappeared with a red plastic cup. Holding it out, he said, “You can’t be at one of my parties without a drink in your hand.”

I hesitated before taking the cup and offering a small nod as he bounded off in the other direction. It was only eleven thirty and he was smashed already. It was going to be a long night.

…

I’d lost count of how many drinks I’d had. At first, it’d been nerves. I wasn’t comfortable being here. Whenever I looked up, no matter where I was or what I was doing, there was Merrick or Lupe giving me the wolf version of stink eye.

I’d moved on to the Jell-O shots. The reasoning was, something that colorful and jiggly couldn’t be a bad thing. Those pretty little glasses filled to the brim with a rainbow assortment of fun colors had to be safer than all the beer I’d downed. They were a happy combination of fruity and soft and went down smooth like candy.

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