Drew smiled at her before looking at the door, and his gaze lost focus. Carrie watched to see if they became cloudy or if the pupils constricted or dilated, but they stayed the same. It was less than a minute before Drew’s eyes regained their focus, and he smiled at her.
“Alice and Jaz will be bringing us food and mugs of hot cocoa. I thought it might help you warm up and help you sleep.”
“That sounds good,” Carrie said with a deep sigh. Her stomach growled again, making her giggle. “I skipped lunch because I was excited and nervous about the party, and now, I am missing out on the party, and I am trying to wrap my head around the idea that werewolves are real.” She flopped back on the bed and said, “You said Jaz is helping Alice. Is Jaz a werewolf, too?”
“She is,” Drew admitted, smilin
