Werewolf Committee

"Am I dying?" I ask dramatically with the back of my hand against my forehead.

"No, Miss Weitzel. You'll live," the young paramedic said with a smile as he patted the moist cloth onto the bottom of my leg.

After the math room was attacked by well-rocks, the math teacher who's name was Mr Boyle, called the paramedics in the building and now here I was sitting on the white bed in a mini hospital looking room.

"Its pretty deep. You might need stitches," he said his award winning smile in place.

"That deep?" I groaned. I've never gotten stitches before. But according to my dear friend Lily back from my old school, it was very painful.

Oh Lord.

"Yeah," the boy said sounding breathless, "-very, very deep," he said in a low tone and I looked at him weirdly.

I was going to dismiss his strange behaviour, however his hand rode up my leg ever so slightly and I jumped back.

"You know if you could just call the doctor and leave that would be great," I said uncomfortable and squirmed in my seat.

didn't move I was ready to

to see Tate appear in the room and once he saw the boy next to me he

just attending to this student," he said as

was slammed into the nearest wall with his feet

and I will have your throat slit open," the threat in his voice was clear and once Tate let go of the boys collar he bowed his head and hurried away

shock and at the open door

awkward mumble as Tate appeared in front of me, eyes dark as both of his arms were on both sides of me on the

sneered and I leaned back slightly a little startled at this new

Tate stopped talking and he closed his eyes, inhaling a deep breath as his

it," he said standing up and shaking

don't," I said with a shrug and Tate gave me a

heard what happened," Tate said his face hard and his jaw suddenly tense I was afraid it might

No one, who

he said fuming as he appeared in front of me and

was gone and all that

fast healer!" I said clapping my hands beaming as