A few weeks had passed since my fight with Jessica and our memorable cookie-filled adventure at Grandma Jo's.
Thankfully, Jessica didn’t pick on me at school after she returned from being absent. However, the way she would look at me sometimes sent shivers down my spine.
I was wary of her true intentions.
Now the school was buzzing with anticipation for the
upcoming Winter Formal.
As I walked through the hallways, whispers filled the air, carrying the excitement of students discussing dresses, dance partners, and romantic possibilities. Winter Formal was just around the corner, and it seemed to be the topic of the day.
The whispers of my classmates reminded me of the invisible barrier that separated me from them.
Being wolfless, I carried the weight of their jud
