Liora
“I can take her to the pack infirmary,” someone argues in hushed whispers, as strong arms scoop me into their embrace.
“You’re still a rogue. It’s easier for me to take her in,” another voice, the one the arms belong to, retorts with a snort. I sigh, deciding that my sleep is over as I look up to find Luke holding me, and Seth glaring at him.
“How about I just walk in there myself,” I state, watching both wolves jump in surprise. I cling to Luke for a moment, scared he will drop me, and glare at my friend as he apologetically sets me on my feet. I look at both of them, seeing a spark of rivalry in their eyes, and sigh. It seems my somewhat quiet life is going to become hectic.
“Are you going to be joining Ivory Fangs?” I turn to look at Seth, asking the one question I am praying
