Elowen's POV
I raised an eyebrow right back at her.
“And what makes you think I have better intentions?”
She scoffed and smirked, “well then, you're just the perfect candidate," she grabbed her jacket off the bed, I changed and followed her out into the night.
The bar was about twenty minutes from campus on foot, a low-lit place with exposed brick and a sound system that hit you in the sternum before your ears caught up.
Maybe for the first time, I was grateful I didn't have my wolf hearing, the bass frequencies would have landed twice as heavy.
The crowd noise layered over itself in a way that took a few minutes to tune but I liked it.
It was loud enough to drown out the absence of a pack bond, that hollow place in my chest that had been there since Duskbloom, and in a room full of
