Luna’s Replacement
Matts's voice sounds from behind, halting me on my steps.
-"Excuse me? What's your problem?" I say as I turn on my heels to face him. Matt is leaning on the wall by my bedroom door with his arms crossed. He straights himself up and turns towards me, gesturing with his hand up and down at my choice of attire before placing them in the pockets of his skinny black jeans.
He looks exceptionally handsome in his fashionable grey hoodie and a jeans jacket. His lush werewolf scent is mixed with his manly cologne, making it even more irresistible. I can feel Artemis going around in circles, impatiently wanting his muscled arms to hold us.