“Wendy?” Eddy exclaimed in shock. “Isn’t she the one your old Pack Alpha forced on you? I thought you didn’t even like her—why are you freaking out—”
“Cut the crap and check her right now.”
Nick shot him a cold glare and pointed to the bloodstains on Wendy’s dress. “She’s hurt.”
“Injured?” Eddy glanced at the stain, then took her pulse. A second later, he chuckled. “Man, you’re so worked up. It’s not an injury—it’s her time of the month.”
“What?” Nick’s expression was blank. “That kind of special time?”
He glanced at the sky. It wasn’t even the full moon.
Eddy grinned. “I mean her period, dude. The regular kind girls get every month.”
Only then did Nick realize what Eddy meant. Right. That kind of ‘special.’
“Then why did she faint?” Nick asked again, still not at ease.
“She’s got
