Mysterious pov
I watched them from the tree lines. My vision wasn’t as good as there’s was, so I had binoculars hanging around my neck. I was human, after all, but I knew with every cell of my body they werewolves. I watched a particular wolf, Ulric. I would be able to recognize him anywhere. That giant-sized body, towering taller than the others, that long blond hair. It was longer before, it reached down to his waist when he was in school with me, but he must have cut it shorter since it was to his shoulders now.
I frowned as I watched him flirting with the pretty brown haired girl. I yelled, upset, banging my fist against the tree next to me. I ignored the blood starting to bead from the cuts the rough bark made on my hand as I lifted it to my hair, brushing my dark red wavy h
