Poppie
Poppie was livid. Her brother was always riding her about taking chances, and here he was making idiotic moves. Like it was no big deal to be walking down the hallway in the middle of the night, naked as f**k. If that wasn't bad enough, it looked like his wolf was getting the better of him and they both knew how that had turned out for their father.
Frustrated, Poppie took a shower and tried to sleep, but her mind continued to race and she was feeling a little worried. Not only about her brother, but Aria as well. Now that they'd been spending more time together, she was feeling a little protective over her roommate, and that wasn't like her. Poppie wasn't the kind of person who cared about anyone outside of her family. She didn't even particularly care that much about her pack.
