Madison POV
Fallon, Madison’s wolf, bit, clawed, and scratched until the creature she was fighting fled, leaving only her and a shocked Byron behind.. Madison now realized she should have stripped or at least taken off her jacket before shifting. Maybe she could walk up to Byron and try and make him understand she needed his coat?
She turned around and approached Byron, who stood frozen on the spot, his gun still in hand. Would he point his gun at her if she approached?
She took a few careful steps forward. Byron finally seemed to come back to himself and lowered his gun, but he didn’t put it away just yet. Madison understood his hesitation though. If the roles were reversed, she wouldn’t know what to do either.
“Would you look at that.” He whispered to himself when Madison took anothe
