Audrey Howey
Troy won the match, what a relief. I totally had to control myself back then. I badly wanted to shout, cry and just stop Troy in the middle of the fight. I really need to control myself more.
Some wolves even kept staring at me, like I was an item at a museum. I really wanted to ask them if there was something on my face. Relax! I had to tell myself. Everything will be okay, focus.
Then Troy walked in front of me in his wolf form. I don't know what to act. Should I be happy or calm? I don't know. I haven't seen this side of him before. This is definitely far from what I know he can do. I lean closer to him. However, I can't stay mad at him. He did for my own sake, I'm sure if he told me these things back then I wouldn't understand.
I touched his black fur with awe. Soft. H
