Choosing Fate
J. N. Steinwerewolf and witchfantasy werewolves
I ask her, trying not to sound annoyed, but I don’t want to waste any more time talking.
“Have you forgotten what tonight is?” she asks, crossing her arms, and arching her brow, her expression not giving anything away.
I scratch my head trying to recall the date, but nothing is coming to me.
“Asher, it’s the full moon tonight,” she reminds me curtly, her light brown eyes rolling heavily. Now, I see the resemblance between her and Saph.
“Fuck… Do you think Saph remembers? She was bein’ a bit weird earlier,” I confess, raking my fingers through my hair.
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