I wrung my hands nervously as I looked myself over in the mirror. I didn’t know why I was so nervous, but I just was. This felt different than other times that I went out with V. This almost felt like a first date. I smoothed the front of my light pink denim capris down and adjusted the straps of the black flowy tank top I wore. Simple, casual, cute? I rolled my eyes. “This is stupid,” was all I could think, and my wolf laughed in agreement.
“Stupid flea-bag,” I grumbled out loud. I could feel her huff before receding in my mind. My wolf was team Maddox all the way.
I looked at the clock and saw that it was already 6:05. I was late now. I grabbed my phone and Chapstick before bolting out of my room. I ran down the steps, feeling guilty. When I got downstairs, Felix and Lacey were stand
