Bertha's POV
Was I allowed to tell Dean about our kind? Absolutely not! Humans should never know about our existence—end of story. It's the big, bold rule in all werewolf law books (not that there are any actual law books, but you get my point). But the rule didn't stop me from showing Dean my wolf side to get him to believe my explanation.
To be fair, Dean hadn’t freaked out as much as Ethan did. He took it like I’d told him I was vegetarian or a lesbian, curious but weirdly unfazed.
Last night, it was my turn for the night watch. Yay, Bertha, protector of the woods! So, there I was, deprived of sleep, counting tree shadows and side-eyeing Dean, who was passed out on the blanket Rose had dropped off earlier after taking Ethan to the pack. Aside from the fact that Dean as a human isn't
