Grey
Quinn looks like a lost kid with his pale face and his wary eyes which beg me to be honest with him. I realise I know him for not much than twenty-four hours and each and anyone of them has been a crazy rollercoaster of confusion and emotions, but deep down I also realise I can’t lie to him. Not when he’s this upset, and with right.
Once Seth became a part of our pack, he had to cut ties with all human connections in order to keep them from any harm that being his friend might bring to them - there were still living members of the old mutt gang he was a part of and it wasn’t exactly pretty. But that’s not my story to tell although I really hope he’ll find the words to explain to Quinn why he had to do what he did.
I take a deep breath and sit on a chair opposite the coach, which gr
