AARON
I walked back towards the house, hearing faint sounds. Luna walked out, putting on a fresh scent of clothes.
“So?”
“Caleb's here. With his aunt. I feel like she's his mom anyways.” She shrugged. “They seem pretty cool. Here's some pants. Morph back so you don’t scare them.” She tossed me a pair of brown loose pants. I frowned at her.
“Get over your obsession with Helena. It won't do you any good. You know you're gonna return sooner or later.”
“Not if I can help it.” I morphed back, slipping into the brown pants. I smoothed down my hair, and exhaled. Caleb's image flashed in my head again, and fresh anger built.
“What if they come here? What can you possibly do to defend yourself?” She asked, crossing her arms.
“I'll fight.” I said through gritted teeth. I will.
Luna laughed
