For a short time, the room is eerily quiet. We were all just absorbing. There was a lot to take in. One thing did still bug me a little bit, something I just couldn’t let go off. “Amanda, why do you think you’re the last white wolf?” it just seems odd to me that she would think that. “Because she is.” Noah said, again, why was he getting so damn defensive? It was getting under my skin. If he was not my mate, I probably would cuss him out.
