[Heather]
“So, tell me about yourself,” I said as I concentrated on the road. Shane had been quiet since we had gotten in the car, and I had quickly realized it would be up to me to make conversation.
“Like what?” he asked. “I don’t even know,”
“What do you mean?” I asked curiously. While Samara had told me a little bit about the brothers, I didn’t know much. I knew they were wolves too, but that was about it.
“Well, I was a prisoner for almost my whole life,” he said, and I frowned. “I didn’t really get to test out what I liked or didn’t like,”
“What about food?”
“Still trying out new things. I was given a lot of bread, rice, and chicken,” he said. “I don’t mind it, you know…bread can be nice, rice and chicken too, but the other night when Dylan bought me a hamburger…yes, that I enj
