Chapter 39

As soon as the game was over, Bates was on his feet.

"I think I'm gunna head home, boys and girls," he said, stretching.

"I've endured a trauma tonight that has left me needing some rest."

Luca just shook his head as he stood up, Blaine following suit with a wide yawn. We followed each other upstairs to the living room.

"It is way past my bedtime," I said looking at the clock and noticing it was nearly midnight.

"You're an old woman," Bates told me, walking towards the front door.

"I like to get up early," I defended.

I flipped on the porch light.

As soon as I stepped out onto the front porch with Bates, I froze. There was a mangy, ash-blond wolf in Luca's front yard, staring at us with eyes that glowed in the porch light.

Before I could say a word, Luca ripped past me and leapt from the porch, skipping all three steps down as he shifted mid-air into a large wolf with thick, black fur. His clothes landed in strips of fabric next to me, but I hardly had time to notice before a growl th