Chapter Fifteen
I CAN’T BELIEVE how everyone decorates for Christmas, even all the way out here where almost no one will ever see it, Larissa sent with the shifter mindspeech as their wolves padded their way down Krazy Court toward Lil Burt Road. They had decided to spend the first part of that Saturday morning exploring Bull Creek, allowing their animals to run for a bit, since Larissa didn’t get much opportunity to be her wolf in Melbourne. Alanna grudgingly admitted it felt good to feel the breeze rustle through her wolf’s fur and tug at her pointy ears.
Alanna glanced around at the cabins they passed, noticing the lights dangling from the roof front, the small lighted-up decorations in the front yards, the Santa Clauses on the rooftops. She wasn’t sure why she had never noticed them
