River of Secrets

I woke up the next morning confused. I wasn’t alone, but it wasn’t Sam who was with me. Nor was it Ben. Thank God it wasn’t Fionna. I gathered all of this before I even opened my eyes. My sense of smell was nothing compared to my wolves’ but I knew a Raven when I smelled one.

I sat up, leaning on one elbow and looked at the clock. “Shit. We’re late for school,” I said.

“We’re not going to school today,  Harlow,” she said.

“Why not? Haven’t we missed enough already in the last few weeks?”

“Sure, but it’s Saturday.”

I stared at her like she was the crazy one and then fell back on my pillows. She was sitting next to me, her legs