Chapter 13

Macy/

When morning arrived we both took just a little longer to get up, last night may have been overboard for us. When we headed down to turn the key in it was written on the clerk's face how much sleep he had gotten. The way he was turning pink at his cheeks and couldn't look at either of us. After dropping the key off we rushed outside to avoid further embarrassment at the disturbances we caused last night. Rachel was in better spirits though and had a brighter smile which im happy to see. On the way out of town, we were met by an obvious werewolf who had too much swagger.

It was the way he stood there waiting for us as if he was a glorious gift. It was the way he moved to close the distance between us as his cologne grew stronger. The type who's filled with too much flirtatious nature and ego, the kind who never sits still and always has something to say. The liar and the gambler type, he didn't see friend or foe.

"You two are the talk of the town... And in