Werewolf Committee

I chewed onto the piece of meat in my mouth so slowly it was almost painful. I glanced up at Tate who glared at Dale who made loud slurping noses while eating his spaghetti.

We were having a family dinner which Roger had demanded we had to have a chance to get along.

Although, even if it was Roger's request, he was out of sight which left Tate, Dale, Eddie and I.

Tate ate in silence, while Dale made noses purposely and Eddie kept glancing at me amused.

Awkward. That was how I'd describe this.

"Hey Tate, can you pass me the salt?" Dale asked looking at Tate, but he just clenched his jaw ignoring his brother.

"-never mind," Dale said with a dramatic sigh. He leaned over Tate while picking up the salt and spun the lid open. I watched confused as he tilted it over letting the salt pour all over Tate's food.

Tate growled and slammed his fists onto the table making me jump while Dale dropped the empty salt jar in fake shock.

"It just slipped out of my hand!" Dale said backing away from Tate who had shot up in his seat ready to attack Dale.

"What are you? Five?" Tate hissed as his hazel eyes burned in anger. As attractive as he looked I let out a low whistle.

"Dale? Is it alright if you fetch me a cup of water?" I asked sweetly as I gave him my best smile.

He looked at me and tilted his head. Tate's head snapped to mine and he began shaking.

"Elina, what are you doing?" he said lowly.

if to prove my point. Eddie giggled at Tate while Dale

said smirking at Tate as he sent me a wink walking over to the sink behind the counter, still giving us a clear view of

"You little shit-"

I said giving him a hard look. He looked at me with dark eyes but sat down, stabbing his fork into the

watched as he got out a cup. He walked over to the tap and flipped it open

I focused onto the tap. I squinted my eyes slightly as I

went really well,"

"I mean-,"

the tap snapped off and the pipe burst open making jet like water smack against

pipe looking the other way to shield his face while

the hell!" Dale yelled as he growled giving up in covering the

stomach and squeezed his eyes shut as he tried

in amusement while I hurriedly stood up

alright?" I asked in false concern. Dale shot me a look and stood up straight

he said with a forced smile, "-its just a little bit of water," he said glaring at Tate who smiled

the shower head and

mention about the poor plumbing here. Must've slip my mind," Tate said

fine," Dale said grinding

some steam," Dale said trying to play it

too!" Eddie yelled out as he

his mouth to speak but I grabbed Tate's arm and dragged him