Misha
(Still a day before the attack)
I follow my mate's scent to the local high school. Once I'm there, my stomach is filled with dread. Usually, you don't mate to people below the age of eighteen, but... perhaps she is older? That or maybe my mate's birthday is coming up soon.
Either way, I follow my mate's scent and wind up behind the bleachers of some ongoing football game. The crowd is wild, and I look at the grey skies above my head.
The sun isn't out, so Becky should be fine. She has a daylight ring, but she still gets blisters when she is out too long. That girl is hypersensitive, but I'm sure she can handle herself.
"No, I'm still dating Asher."
Wait.
That voice! Why is it so familiar? I fall silent. I've already disguised my scent, and no one seems to know I'm here, but t
