Moon’s POV
I was shaking badly; my teeth wouldn’t stop chattering, too, and I couldn’t even stand on my feet. Everything felt surreal, but I knew I needed to leave; I didn’t mind being tagged a rogue wolf. It isn’t like I am wanted here anyway.
My wet hair clung to my face and my neck and raising my hand to squeeze the remaining water in my hair made me shiver.
I looked around for anything to cover myself with but I found none. I was supposed to start cleaning and thinking about it already made me feel fatigued.
“Here?” A meek voice said and turning towards the direction of the voice, I saw Becky.
“Becky?” I didn’t realize how shaky and little I could sound.
“Here, take. You are cold.” She told me, stretching the thick white towel towards me while looking at the floor like she was
