I storm after the wolf, unable to change into my own wolf. Because I don’t f*****g have one, of course. I walk across the campus to the student center and see the big brown wolf out front, sitting on it’s haunches. It barks a laugh at me. I scowl at it and it shimmers back into Archer’s form.
“Took you long enough,” he says.
“I walked,” I say sternly. I don’t need to tell this dickwad I don’t have a wolf yet. It’ll be yet another thing for him to pick on me for. “This is stupid, by the way.”
Archer shrugs. “Give me a negative test panel and then we can say it was.”
I march up the stairs to the student center with another scowl. I pause on the top step and press my index finger to my lips. I hum.
“You know,” I say. “If you wanted me to accompany you to your own STD test then you coul
