My inner wolf

Claire Pov.

The next morning I woke up to the smell of freshly brewed coffee. I stretched out on the bed and tried to ignore the headache that was pounding against the back of my skull.

I rolled over onto my stomach and groaned loudly as my body protested by making painful popping sounds. I buried my face in the pillow and closed my eyes. I had stayed in bed for a good half hour before I forced myself to get up and get ready.

The pain was almost unbearable as I dragged myself out of bed, shuffling towards the bathroom. I turned on the shower, stripped down, and hopped into the warm stream of water. The hot water stung my raw muscles, but I welcomed the sensation anyway. As I cleaned it off of my body, I tried to ignore the memories playing through my head.

I sighed and stepped out of the shower. I wrapped a towel around my body and slipped into a pair of black leggings and a white crop top.

My hair was still wet and I used the hairbrush that was resting on the counter to dry my hai