Riley
I'm not supposed to freeze as a werewolf, but something must be wrong with my DNA because I'm chattering my teeth.
"Need to find clothes..." I tell myself. "And fast..."
The werewolf packs usually leave sweatpants and various t-shirts in the woods. The clothes I find aren't my size, but I use the belt hidden underneath a tree to make them stay on my body.
Shoes are a bigger problem, and I grimace as the ones I pick seem like they belong on a clown.
"I guess this will do..." I mumble. Since I'm already bullied, my clothes will hardly matter.
The only thing I'm unhappy about is that my leather jacket was torn to shreds when I shape-shifted yesterday. Henrik tried to r**e me as soon as I came home and entered my room.
I had only meant to grab spare clothes, my old tent, and
