She does know we’re all shifters, right?
“My wolf enjoys it.” I shrugged. At least someone was speaking. I looked to Colleen and Rachel, who both turned their eyes to the vegetables.
“Were you two close with Amber and Danielle?” I wasn’t, but I couldn’t imagine those sweet girls hanging out with rude women like this.
Rachel glanced up. “Amber was in my class. We graduated last year. Danielle hasn’t been around though. She’s enrolled in community college.”
“And the college is where?” I asked, feeling around the bottom of the sink.
“Far away from here,” Colleen mumbled under her breath. “Maybe you should go sometime.”
My hand clasped around the butter knife at the bottom of the sink. It was the only thing left. “Maybe I will check it out. Is there anything else I should see? Or is ther
