[Sylvester]
A raging tornado, Apple storms through the door, her fists clenched and her heart beating so rapidly that I can see her pulse beating along her neck. Her scent is so strong that it almost blows me back. She hardly smells like me at all right now, her own scent burning through so strongly that if I didn't know she was human, I'd almost mistake her for an alpha.
She's never this vocal or intense with her anger. She's usually more of a gentle breeze than a tornado. Something big must have happened to rile her up.
Why didn't Rudy warn me?
"I'm done with that place," Apple fumes as she makes her way through the condo. "I'm not going back!"
I don't need to ask where, or why. She's struggling at Rental Luna but I can't think of a better way to teach her what she needs to know. I'
