Chapter 13- Myra

It'd been a few days since the dinner and Raver still hasn't spoken to his father, and I'm still a little in shock about seeing him shift.

I was hesitant to follow after him after things got so personal with his father, and what he said about his mother was not cool at all. I figured he needed time to blow off some steam by himself, but then I thought we already been through so much within the time frame of knowing each other, we're not about to separate now.

I think it may be physically impossible for me to do so.

Ever since we washed onto the shores of Lykanthop that day we got attacked by the professors at Saint View, I've been really attached to Raver.

I'm with him during most hours of the day, sometimes what we're doing is in no way productive to finding out why half-caste wants me dead, but just being around him makes the world seem a lot more colorful, like no matter what happens I'll be safe with him.

He makes me happy, I smile a lot when I'm with him. Something I haven't been