I quickly showered and dressed in her normal formal wear that I liked. I wore her best looking black skinny jeans with her combat boots, and I wore a nice button down blue dress shirt with the sleeves neatly rolled up to my elbows. I brushed my hair and put it into a high ponytail again, but this time I curled it instead of braided it. I looked in the mirror at the mark around my eye.
“Midnight, should I cover my mark-up? I want to wear it around everyone, but I don’t want to paint a target on our back. We already have to deal with this William.” I never want Midnight to think I am ashamed of our mark, but I didn’t want her to be in any more danger. She chuckles. “No child, it may paint a target on our backs more but I know you want to show off the bond that we have. Not many wolves can
