I bolted upstairs to get myself together. I threw on some pale blue mom jeans, a red crop top and my white Converse. Luckily my hair was clean and styled. I just had to do something to this face. I applied a quick face of some glowy CC cream with a bit of blush and bronzer, filled in my eyebrows and some mascara. It would do.
One last look in the mirror, I was ready to go get my man. I sprinted back downstairs to meet Campbell. I was far too flushed to even think of a jacket. Keys and phone in hand, we were ready to leave. We paced out to Campbell’s red Discovery and set off. “Where do you think he is then?”
“It’s been confirmed. He’s at MacGregors- the werewolf pub at the other side of the valley. Only a 5/ 10 minute drive. Faster on-“
“Wolfback, aye I know.” I rolled my eyes, feelin
