Werewolf Academy
I breathe out in a sigh.
Ariah watches me, her expression unreadable, and then she murmurs, “You guys know I’m not pure vamp, right? I’m hybrid. The wolf blood might be why she didn’t… well, die or anything bad happened.”
Nate nods in thought. “Could be.”
Ariah turns back to me, her gaze softening. “I still feel bad about that, Hailey. You’ve got no idea… I’m just glad you’re okay.”
“You weren’t yourself.” I give her a small smile, hoping to ease her guilt. “I know you didn’t do it on purpose, so forget about it, okay?”