Proven

"Well, then we have to buy fancy looking clothes first, we can walk into a restaurant looking so poor," Lion says and gives my simple outfit a look, "No offense, but jeans in a fancy restaurant is a no-go."

I can just blink. I can’t believe this guy is criticizing me.

"You really grew up rich," I mumble, because that was borderline bullying, "How do you suppose we will buy clothes, hm? Are we going to have your rich parents pay for it?”

"Did I really say buy?" he asks. At this point, I know him enough that the doesn't even have to finish. I already know what he's about to say so I close my eyes in stress, "I meant, we're going to steal some clothes."

Yeah, I was right. Oh, god.

Lion drives to a fucking mall. A real mall.

The one in my city was destroyed the first week after the werewolves arrived, but this one seems alive. It has a lot more security though.

"We have to be super careful," I say as I walk next to Lion, my heart pumping like crazy. But in a good way. I kinda d