Rowena & Eric
Eric
The car was silent save for the revving of the engine as I sped down the winding roads. I didn’t even bother to turn on the radio like I normally did; I just gripped the steering wheel tightly until my small warrior camp-sanctioned cottage came into view.
“I just don’t get it,” I muttered under my breath as I pulled into my parking spot. “What does she even see in him?”
My wolf sighed. “She still thinks you’re her brother, Eric,” he said, sounding much more calm than I felt at the moment. “When are you going to tell her?”
I stormed up the front walkway, unlocked the door, and stepped inside. “I can’t,” I said as I tossed my keys down in the bowl by the door and kicked my shoes off. “I can’t just tell her. She won’t believe me until her wolf appears.”
My wolf realiz
