Alexa
Despite my doubts, my stomach was extremely hungry. My wolf's instincts couldn’t pass up the abundant food, especially with the enticing smells of roasted bacon. I followed them to the campfire area and sat in a circle on the grass with them.
“What’s your name? My name is Jack,” he said as he sat cross-legged.
“Brianna,” I murmured back. Jack then simply nodded.
“Give me your hand, so I can see how bad it is.” Harlow extended his hand.
“You can’t heal it, not without proper ointment. Besides, it will heal in no time.” I was still skeptical.
“I don’t recall you being this noisy.” Harlow rolled his eyes. “Why did your words differ from your wolf’s? She asked for more hugs, but you keep this trust issue facade.”
“Oh, so you’re brave, huh? A girl like you? Pretending to be innocen
