Him from before

Cold air pricked my skin as I trekked through the woods close to the pack house, I regretted dropping my sweater to fight; I regretted accepting the challenge in the first place and now the one thing I hated and was ashamed of came to bite me in the back.

The sky was getting dark, and I didn’t care much although I never liked the cover of the night; no one chased after me, not that I cared but the tears threatening to fall reminded me that I did.

Asher’s expression kept flashing through my mind and the tears finally streamed down slowly, I really want to go home and see my family; the ones who will always love and protect me, they never judged or mocked me for my inability to shift at all. I was trained by them so that I could always defend myself against any harm but a measly sneak attack made their effort look wasted.

And Ari? I honestly couldn’t judge her, I had known her for barely twelve hours and I already thought she was a friend. I might have acted the same way if I was in her