Mel.
"Jake!" I call out at the figure facing the other way from me.
What is he doing in Aiden's room?
And how did he get in here?
Did he learn about the werewolves?
"Why didn't you tell me?" his voice comes out as a mere whisper, but I can clearly hear him.
Thanks to my new senses.
Jake doesn't turn around. He keeps staring through the window, and I'm sure wolves are training out there.
"Tell you what, Jake?" My voice holds confusion, and he turns around to look at me.
He looks good like always but he's sad. His vibrant eyes are dull and they carry pain, which I'm surely causing.
"I'm sorry" I mumble taking a slow step towards him.
"You just left me for that guy, is it something that I did?" he too takes a step closer watching me intently.
"No, you wouldn't understand Jake" how
