WREN'S POV
"WHAT did you say?" I asked Brent for clarity of what I just heard. Maybe I heard it wrong.
"Gray is a wolf," he repeated at the same serious voice and facial expression.
"A wolf?" I queried.
"Yes."
I laughed shortly. "That's absurd. How come there's a wolf here? We all know that there are no wolves here in the Philippines, especially here in Wubat," I added as I gestured my hand to the coming bus to have it stop in our front.
"Believe me, Wren. I'm telling the truth. It is really a wolf," he insisted.
The bus stopped by and we rode on it. We found our seats on the middle after paying our fare. He motioned me to sit on the window seat because he already knew it was my favorite seat. Then he sat next to me. The bus then ran again.
"How can I believe you that it's a wolf w
