The Memories

*Annabella's POV*

I looked helplessly between the two men in a standoff, unsure of what to do or what to make of this.

"Excuse me." I abruptly stood, needing to get away.

I dashed to the bathroom and only after I was securely hidden from their sight did I breathe.

My body was heating under one's touch and burning under the other's gaze. What was going on with my body?

I stared at myself in the mirror trying to calm my nerves as I took several deep breaths, but my mind couldn't erase those penetrating eyes. It was making my cheeks reddening with blush.

I splashed some cold water against my face, willing my unsteady heart to calm down.

Was this normal for humans, to become so flustered?

Just then, through the bathroom window the sound of howls filtered in, and on instinct I looked out. It was pretty late. I moved closer to the window, the darkened night sky shining with the glow of the moon, but not just any moon, it was a full moon.

Shit.

As a wolfless werewolf– practically human– I