He had to get off the phone and take a shower. I let him go and got ready for my day. I made sure to say hello whenever I saw them. Tybalt absolutely hated me and kept the others in line when I showed up. None of them were able to approach and say hello back. The feeling between Tybalt and I was mutual. Terrance, Tobias and Tyreke did not seem to like me either. Kyle was just confused at my antics. In order to break up a pack like this, you had to go for the betas. Alphas fought for dominance and killed for omegas. I was not going to be able to go toe to toe with Tybalt at my level. I could chip away at the bond of his pack by turning the betas against him. Better yet, if I could get the betas to fight amongst themselves, the pack would be sure to fall apart. I kept up with all 5 of them on the phone when I had time. Since I was getting involved with them, I needed to make sure to check the weather. If there was a full moon, I would need to stay locked inside. Arthur and Benson were also in my phone contacts. If the werewolves did not work out for me, I could get with one of them.
It was when I was moving from class to class, I ran into Tyrion. Literally. I went flying as I bounced off his hard body. He did not even seem to be hurt or even bothered at all. Tyrion saw me and rushed to help me up. They were playing frisbee on the quad again. The other 6T members were playing as well. Thomas came over and looked at me. "Are you alright, Danielle?" he asked. I nodded. "You guys are walls of all muscle. There's no way I'd be fine if you ran into me. Luckily, I'm not injured." I said. I was not angry. I knew that it was an accident. "Sorry about that, Danielle." Tyrion apologized. I pulled them both into a hug. They flinched but leaned into it. "You really smell nice today." Thomas complimented. "Yeah. Is that a natural scent or a perfume?" Tyrion agreed as he took another whiff. "All natural. Thanks for that. I have a class to get to." I said with a smile. They looked at each other and shared a smile. "C'mon now! We have a game to play!" Tybalt yelled from down the field. Tyrion and Thomas whined but did not protest their leader. "I will see you later." I said with a big wink.
A few hours later, I was going to the dining hall when I saw Simon and Bradford making their way over. They had bags of food. They saw me and came over. "Are you on a food run for the frat?" I asked, pointing at the bags. It was way too much food. Even for 10 people, I did not think they would be able to put that away in one sitting. The guys nodded and moved on. "I wonder if Tybalt is actually a good leader. He seems to be pretty hot tempered. It wouldn't be too hard to be nicer, would it!?" I probed. He was not all powerful. This was where I was going to start. Both of them looked around to see if the coast was clear to talk. "Well, he has a way of getting people to listen to him. Being overly passionate can put some people off." Bradford said. "He could be nicer, but he has to lead a big group, so it's understandable." Simon added. At least they were not saying he was flawless. "You know, you guys look totally different from the 6Ts. How did you guys meet up and join the frat?" They both looked totally uncomfortable. "B-brad, I think we have to go. The food's going to get all cold."
