Rose's Point of View
As soon as those words left my lips, I mashed my hand against my mouth. Why the hell had I decided to air that out loud? Sure it was true, but I really didn't want to antagonise the future leader of our pack.
"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry, I don't know where that came from." Jackson's eyes were black. There was no difference in color between his pupils and his iris'. His wolf was on the surface and could get through at any moment. Whilst my brain was trying to be smart, my muzzle clearly had some sort of death wish!
The truth was that over recent weeks I had started to become a lot more vocal. Ordinarily, discussions or debates of any nature would terrify me, but lately I found myself voicing my opinion before anyone asked for it. Don't get me wrong, they weren't
