Fiona
The silence is too much, so I turn the tv on and let a random movie fill the background. Then, I slowly slide down to the floor, settling on my bottom while watching the wolf. He watches me with a tilt of his head, studying me like a predator.
Though, it doesn’t feel dangerous. Not like a predator hunting prey. It’s more curious than anything, so I let myself relax back against the side of the bed.
“So, what now?” I ask, unsure of what we’re supposed to do. Ethan doesn’t seem like he’ll change back, but then he starts moving, and my heart skips a beat. Was that all the time I get with the wolf?
I pause. Do I want more time with him?
I’d been so scared of him that I didn’t think about any other emotion. Now that I’ve moved past my fear, I can feel the kindling of interest and
