CHAPTER THIRTEEN:
~Avery:
The next morning I knew I needed to re-stress the importance of keeping my distance. I let things get way out of control last night. I shouldn’t have been at that bar. I shouldn’t have killed that man (although I still thought he deserved it), and I shouldn’t have met that guy - or werewolf I guess.
I began the day making an omelet for myself, and I lost my thoughts in the movements I knew so well. Chopping veggies, cracking eggs, whisking and mixing. I couldn’t get that werewolf out of my head. Drake. It had taken me hours to fall asleep after getting home and making sure Beth was settled. His voice, his eyes, his everything. Just letting my mind go there had my heart rate picking up in pace. I was so revved up after everything that I needed to finish myself
