CHAPTER ELEVEN:
~Avery:
Hurt came over the handsome man’s - Drake’s face.
Oh. My. God.
He’s serious.
I mean, I guess I shouldn’t be this surprised. I exist. Why wouldn’t other otherworldly creatures exist?
I felt a need to comfort him, to take away the hurt I caused.
“I’m sorry,” I reached out a hand to touch his cheek but thought better of it when it was halfway up and yanked it down to my side. Why would I touch a stranger? “I just didn’t know… I’ve never met a werewolf…”
He smiled. I thought my insides would melt. My God, how could he get even more handsome? My insides felt like they were glowing.
“And you are a-?” he asked me again.
I almost pushed back again before I felt the need to tell him.
“I don’t know,” I said in a whisper.
I guess it was his turn to look confused.
