Chapter Twelve

Avery's point of view

Day 3

Nighttime had come and I followed Rose down the streets of New York City, trying out various tasty treats from various places. The sound of cars honking and revving their engine drowned out most of the voices but Rose still talked on and on in my ears, her voice a pleasant noise.

The light that came from the moon felt warm on my arms and gave me this lovely glow. I took in New York through Rose's lens and it was beautiful. We passed a couple kissing by the sidewalk and some teenagers passing money to each other.

"Don't do anything stupid kids" Rose yelled out to the kids as we passed. She turned and gave them a salute before turning back to me "How are you enjoying New York now Werewolf?"

I tried to shush her but she just laughed and screamed werewolf to whoever could hear us.

"No one gives a shit if you're a werewolf here because no one gives a shit about anyone here"

I nodded at that "Yeah no one gives a shit but that does mean we have to shout to others