The wolf of the moon

The next day.

Even though I didn’t sleep well thinking something was going to happen I’m the first one up. I go to the bathroom first and look at myself Im roughly 5’3 long dark hair and hazel green eyes, you can see my freckles all over my face .I’m in sweats pants and a black crop top. I throw my hair in a bun and go down stairs to make hot chocolate, I feel the breeze come in from off the lake as I’m looking out the window it’s about 6 am. I hear footsteps and look up to see Onix, though I wasn’t looking that hard last night, I sure am looking now. He’s got dark brown hair with blue eyes about 6’4, he’s body is on a whole different level he’s so fit. He walks down the stairs in just sweat pants and you he could see his friend. I shake my head and I catch him smiling. “If your gonna look that hard take a picture” I laugh. He walks to the cupboard and grabs a cup and pots coffee in it. “How’d you sleep shortie” I roll my eyes “wouldn’t you like to know weirdo” he grabs his chest “ouch” and he laughs “ well if you would have told me your name last night I wouldn’t call you shortie” I think to myself “shoot he’s right I never told him my name” I look at him and tell him “ my name is Mona of the south pack.” He looks surprised. I leave him in the kitchen as his mouth stays open. I sit on the couch and he comes over. “ Well Mona thank you for helping me.” “Your welcome” I tell him. Ash and Avonna finally wake up and come down stairs. “Thank god “ I say and Avonna looks “what are you being thankful for “ I turn my head towards her “ for you finally getting up” we all have a laugh. We decided to end the weekend early and head back to the pack I let Onix ride with me. It’s complete silence.