“Oh god, what have I done, what have I done?” I kept asking myself. I let my wolf take over just for a second and he kissed her. Why did he do that? I had to talk to Dylan, so I hopped on my bike and drove to his house, not noticing that Amy was calling out for me.
Once I arrived, I started banging his door impatiently. His mom opened the door, surprised to see me, “Nick, what are you doing here so late?”
“I’m sorry, but I really need to talk to Dylan. Please?” I begged her to let me in. I knew she didn’t like it when I came over this late on a school night.
“Uhm, sure. He's in his room.” She said while she let me inside.
I ran up the stairs, straight to his room and entered without knocking.
“What the--!” He started before he saw it was me, “Oh Nick, what are you doing here?” His an
