12

Twelve

-Jenna-

I bring the soup close to my lips and would just breathe on it. The steam would move but then move back above the soup. I opened my mouth and touched the soup with the tip of my tongue but pulled back when it burned.

I dropped the spoon and pushed off of the stool.

I walked out the house not looking back because I can feel his stare from the top window. I flip him off not bothering to look at him.

I walked towards the pack house and walk towards the living room and the wolves in here move like I'm a walking disease. I curl up my lip showing my fangs and continue to walk to a couch. The wolves on there jump up and dash away.

Everyone leaves and my wolf whines but I growl back at her. I'm alone in the room except there's one girl in here.

She staring at me with so much wonder. Like her mouth is open with astonishment.

She was sitting on the other couch in here. She had nice beautiful jet black hair with vibrant green eyes. Her skin was a whitish color. She wore ripped jea