Prue
“So are you ready to take up a dare or are you just a chicken?” John picked up the earlier topic. Ah, I was still on his radar. Pity.
“Okay,” I said, lifting a brow. “Try me with something.”
“Truth or dare?” Still sticking to the classics. I wasn’t about to share any kind of personal information with these looney heads.
“Dare, of course, John!” I said in a duh tone that made the others chuckle.
“I dare you to run from here to Moonstone garden's fountain in ten seconds. Human form, but wolf speed allowed of course.” John smirked. I contemplated the distance in my head, calculating quickly where the garden was in relation to the pack house. Ten seconds…
“Fifteen seconds,” I countered, as if this game had ever been a bargaining market. He smirked wider.
“Twelve.” He replied smugl
