I didn't want to go to work today. I wasn't sure for which reason though. Was I afraid of finding the second wolf in with Alastor? Was it because I was so exhausted from the nightmares that played with me last night like a rag doll? Or was it because a part of me was terrified about what Frank had said? What would I do if I went in and found a man sitting in Alastor's place? But as we finished up the morning chores and I ate through breakfast, chatting nonchalantly, the time still came for me to leave. I hugged everyone goodbye-even the dogs- as I tried to procrastinate. But I was eventually behind the wheel, driving down the long road. Something caught my eye and I found myself pulling over. The sun was barely rising, it kissed the top of trees and gave everything a light glow. If the sun wasn't up, I doubt I would have seen the tire tracks that scarred the pavement and went off into the ditch. I followed the black lines into the grass,

The zoo didn't reopen for a whole week. Even then the buzz had not calmed down and the news channels were going haywire. With work out for that week, I had nothing to do. I rode Badger a lot more than I thought I would have. Believe it or not, I was starting to get the hang of things and I could now ride him as he galloped. But when I went back to work, it felt lonely. Not having Alastor or Gedeon to pay most of my attention to, I found myself bored and without things to do. I would bother other staff members, attempting to aid them in anything they did. Kari had put me on intense tour guide duty and even had me start feeding the tigers on a normal basis. Don't get me wrong, Teddy and Cuddles were amazing tigers. The large cats would play around with each other and it was entertaining to watch. But I still felt like I had nothing to do. I was the wolf girl after all, but what was I when there were no wolves?

"So let me get this straight- he lives in the middle of nowhere, has a huge house, and a staff?" Eliza asked again, still surprised by all the details I had given her. I nodded and she gushed. Frank hadn't spoken to me again this morning, he seemed to preoccupied, reading the newspaper like the font was too small. I didn't bother. There were other questions I wanted answers too. Like how Diesel knew about the wolves. Eliza went on with the questions. She growled when I told her about Jamie and Alma's bets. She laughed when I told her about Dakari. She seemed to like Diesel, she was grateful to him. Knowing that he saved me from a "bear attack." If only she knew what actually happened. As if he knew I was talking about him, my phone ringed with his number."Hello?" I whispered when I got far enough from Eliza."Hey there," he breathed ba

Diesel was there when I woke up. His hand still wrapped around mine, his sleeping face next to my pillow, his body crouched beside the bed. I smiled softly. I squeezed my hand out of his successfully and stretched my body. My calf stung when I slid onto the ground.. But it didn't stop me from trying to shove Diesel onto the bed. After that failed, I crawled back onto the bed and tried pulling. I got him halfway up when Jamie peeked her head in with a raised brow. I laughed nervously when she snorted. She helped me get the rest of him on the bed and I lightly tucked him in. I pushed his hair from his face, smiling at how peaceful he looked. Jamie grabbed my hand and towed me from the room."We're making breakfast Luna, care to join?" She asked. Luna? I didn't question it. There was too much information I still needed to learn, I'll get it eventually. I nodded.

-Self-harm trigger warning-"Here we go!" Jamie said while yanking the zipper up my back. This dress was way too small for me. Why did I have to wear a dress anyway? I was just meeting everyone. Not like its a party. She cussed when the zipper halted halfway up my back."Suck it in Ms. Snicker!" She hissed. What does that even mean? I sucked in my stomach and when the zipper went all the way up, I let out a heavy breath. She spun me around and grinned at me. Then she sauntered from the room. I dared a peek in the mirror then regretted it immediately. I was trapped in a tight black dress. It stuck to me like a second skin. It was off the shoulder and the bottom reached mid-thigh. I grabbed the bottom and tugged it down self-consciously. I turned around and gasped softly. It was even shorter in the back. This dress showed my every flaw. B