I snatched my jacket out of the front hall closet and locked the front door behind me with shaking fingers. The leather provided some protection against the cold but not against the full-body shiver that tried to make me find a corner and curl up into a little ball. At least the sun was already up, and the sidewalk was striped with shadows.
It was real. Oh, gods, it was real.
I had changed. I had exposed myself to Jared, both my wolf self and my naked self. And I’d seen him almost naked. Not complaining about that part. And my grandmother said she’d never been far away and had made sure to let me know her spirit was still in the house.
Was that why my parents spent less and less time there, not my father’s health? I imagined Nona’s ghost wouldn’t make my mother feel welcome.
Thankfully
