Chapter Twenty Eight Paloma
It was late at night and I was already in my bed ready to sleep. My phone beeped, it was an unknown number. I read the text. “Hey Paloma it’s Wesley I’m not sure what time werewolves go to sleep but I wanted to see if you were up to text for a little.”
I did want to go to sleep, but I also wanted to see what he had to say. I hated how giddy his text made me, but there was no denying I felt the mate bond for him. I texted back, “I’m up.What’s up.”
Within seconds his next text came through. “So for tomorrow I wanted to know what kind of movies you like.”
“Anything honestly. There’s not really anything I’m against.”
“What about horror? There’s a new slasher film out.”
I did actually like horror. I didn’t at first, but the girls love watching them during slee
