Chapter 5

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Isabelle's POV

"Yes. I. Do. Especially after what happened today," my mother says.

"What happened today?" Demetrius states, reminding me that he followed me home.

"Courtney was just making fun of me again," I say while still looking at my mother.

He growls and says, "Is that why you're covered in frozen yogurt?"

"No, I decided to stand under the frozen yogurt machine today," I say sarcastically.

He growls more before looking as if he remembered something. He suddenly pushes me behind him and growls at my mother.

She glares at him and says, "What are you growling at mister?"

"What are you doing here rouge?"

"Ask your father. He is the one that has been allowing my daughter and me to stay here."

"Alright what in the world are you two talking about?" I ask as I move out from behind Demetrius. 

"Nothing," they say together, still glaring.

"Yea and I'm a bloody werewolf." They both turn to stare at me shocked as if I had figured out some big secret. 

"UGH! Imma be inside. Demetrius, don't follow me and don't do anything that would be creepy or weird or stupid, so anything that is running through your mind. Mother, when you want to explain what in the bloody hell is going on, you know where to find me."

As I walk away, I can sense that Demetrius wants to follow me but holds himself back while he growls and huffs. 

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