Lydia
Yawning, I stretch my legs and accidentally bump them against Avery. It makes me turn tense, but I relax once the big guy behind me doesn't move or say anything. To think we are sharing a bed... This might be the most special morning ever. Another werewolf might have been terrified in my current position, but I'm not.
Avery hasn't hurt me despite being a hybrid between a vampire and a werewolf. But I know that any werewolf with a lick of sense of security in my pack would fear him if they knew what Avery truly was. Because honestly, Avery is much more than a werewolf, and people usually fear what could overpower them.
And Avery could easily snap a werewolf's neck in the blink of an eye. He wouldn't even need to try. A werewolf's power lies in their pack. Our numbers are our stren
