The upstairs of their house still smelled musty, but at least the smell of rotten food and dirty dishes from the kitchen didn’t quite reach here. Ben led me past a closed door on the right, another door that was ajar, which a glance inside led me to believe was Sam’s room, and to the last room on the left. I took it that the other closed door on the left-hand side of the stairwell was Horace’s room.
Ben didn’t come into Raven’s room with me. Instead, he pushed the door open for me and then closed it behind me. I assumed he would stay in the hallway, in case I needed him, but I wasn’t sure.Her room was the same dingy white as the boys’, but everything was put in its place--except for a pair of jeans that was tossed across the end of the b
It was dark outside when I opened my eyes. At first, I was afraid I was sleepwalking again, but soon enough, I figured out that I was actually awake. A glance at the clock on my nightstand told me it was 9:30. I had been sleeping for over seven hours. I was shocked that I could be so tired, but then, I’d never used magical powers to heal my friends before, so I had no way of knowing it could drain so much energy out of me.
I ate a quick sandwich and some chips and then headed back upstairs. I figured it would be smarter to keep myself away from the kitchen door--or all exterior doors for that matter. I brought a couple of cans of Coke with me to help keep me awake. I wasn’t tired at the moment, but who knows how I might feel around 3:00 in the morning.I tried reading a book, but I cou
The second I stepped out onto the back porch, all four of my wolves turned and looked at me, their eyes wide and glowing in the darkness. They shook their heads and gestured back at the door, trying to get me to go inside.“It’s okay,” I said. “I’m awake. I know what I’m doing.”
The next morning, I woke up pretty late. It was almost noon before I fully opened my eyes. I remembered instantly that something odd had happened, but it took a few more minutes before I remembered what it was I had finally acknowledged the night before.Ben, Sam, Joshua, and Raven were werewolves.
It had been a couple of days since I’d been in this part of the forest, but the flowers were everywhere. They seemed to be getting out of control. I wondered if, now that I was aware of what I was and some of the other things I could do, it would be possible to call them off somehow. I loved them, but I didn’t want them to strangle out the rest of the plant life.
“Everything?” Sam repeated, that crooked smirk on his face I was growing so fond of. “I’m afraid you’ll have to be a little more specific than that.”I raised an eyebrow at him. “Why is that?” I asked. “You do know everything, don’t you?” I taunted him.
“Hi, Harlow,” Ben said as Sam straightened from kissing me and headed upstairs. I reminded myself that it had just been a kiss on the forehead, not on the mouth, no reason to panic, no reason for Ben to be mad.He didn’t look mad, thoug