I really don't know if the story that I've read yesterday was true.
Seeing people chattering around the hallway, you can't see them as a werewolf. They are just normal and human.
They laughed like a person, they smiled like human and act just like me. How did it be possible that people surrounded my town was werewolves?
"Boo!"
I jumped in surprise when George placed his hands on my shoulder frightened me and a chuckle escape to his mouth.
"What's up with you? You’re over thinking." He said putting his hands on his pocket jeans.
"Nothing, I just...haven't sleep well last night." I pulled my books closer to my chest.
"Why?"
"Because of me." A hand wrapped around my waist pulling me to a familiar body and a lips landed to my side neck, feeling his hot br
