Red Ridge Pack 1 Pack of Lies
aren’t even regular people. These are were-people. If only my stomach wasn’t doing flip-flops. Surely, it’s just nerves, but I literally felt like I could throw up at any moment. And if that wasn’t enough, my heart was racing like I had just run a marathon. That can’t be normal. Can it?
    I stopped for a moment, just before we came into view of the others, so I could catch my breath. Maybe I just needed to sit down.
    “What’s wrong? You okay, Al?”
    “I’m fine. I just don’t feel very good. Come on. We’re almost there,” I said as I reluctantly began to move again.
    “You’re just nervous. You’ll feel better once we meet everyone and you see how cool they are.”
    After a few more steps, a campfire came into view along with, let’s see, six, seven, eight, nine, omigod, ten people. This was going to be weird, definitely uncomfortable, especially feeling the way I do. I stayed a few steps behind Aiden, letting him lead the way. As usual, he didn’t mind.
    Without a moment’s hesitation, Aiden walked right up to the group and announced, “Hey guys. I’m Aiden, and this is my sister Al.”
    “Alli… hi, I’m Alli,” I corrected him.
    One of the older-looking guys jumped up and shook our hands. “Hey, I’m Sammy. And this, well this is everybody. Well, not everybody exactly. Cade and a few others aren’t here, but let’s see, this is Kendall, Cami, Shari, Misty, and Becca.” Sammy went around and pointed out each of the girls and they in turn, gave Aiden a flirty little smile/wave combo, and surprisingly enough, they actually smiled at me too. I had almost forgotten what it felt like to be smiled at by someone other than my family.
    “Oh thank God! Another girl. This pack is swimming with testosterone. No offense, Aiden,” Kendall said as she walked over to stand next to me. She was oozing that overly friendly, yet fake façade, and some internal instinct told me to watch my back.
    “And these are the guys: Ryder, Trenton, Tyson, and Luke. Now Luke here typically hangs out with the jackasses of the pack, but we tolerate him ’cause he’s cool,” Sammy said with a laugh as he shoved Luke’s shoulder.
    “Very funny Sammy. You better watch it or I’ll tell Gage you’ve been talking shit,” Luke responded, then looked my way giving me a playful smile.
    All the guys stood up and shook both mine and Aiden’s hand as they said hello.
    Okay, first impression low-down…
    Kendall must be the queen-bee of the group. She just had that air about her. I’d bet money that she says jump and all the girls jump without question. And she certainly looked the part: long, shiny, dark hair, chocolate-brown eyes with eyelashes that you could see from across the room, and the body of an Olympic athlete. On the surface, she seemed nice, but I couldn’t shake the feeling that it wasn’t genuine. And it didn’t help that I could have sworn she glared at me before Sammy introduced her. Not to mention the fact that I noticed that Shari, Misty, and Becca all looked to Kendall for instructions, which apparently were just smile and let me handle this.
    All of the guys seemed like really good guys, not the typical high school males that I had grown accustomed to back home. It was kind of a relief to finally have guys to talk to without worrying about them grabbing certain parts of my body without permission.
    Glancing around the campfire at all of the new faces, one thing struck me as particularly odd. They were all extremely attractive. Don’t get me wrong, some more than others, but all of them were ridiculously good-looking. I guess it’s a were-thing. Who knows? But it did make me wonder if there was such a thing as an ugly werewolf.
    The girls were all tall and athletic-looking, with long, dark hair. Kendall definitely held the title of most beautiful were-girl. I did find it odd that they all shared the same physical features, though none of them really looked alike. With blonde hair, light-green eyes,

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