ARIANA’S POV
Just as I had imagined, although, not the exact way, it was nice to be friends with her. We had numerous chats, talking about different things.
She was the second werewolf to ever be truly nice to me, and it began to change my perspective of wolves.
Day after day, we would hang out a little during break hour, and I would also learn so many things from her, until one day, when her neighbor came to inform us of something.
“Ma’am, you can speak now.” Luke urged her as she had refused to speak where other people, were.
“Look. I care about Theresa like my own child. And I can’t afford to let her die, just like that.”
“What do you mean?” Luke asked, looking baffled.
“It seems she had some huge loan, and the chances that she could pay it off within the time they gave to her, was thin
