The Lycan Prince’s Puppy
“Bonfire for what?”
“Just a small event to celebrate the start of the semester,” Claire explained. “James loves attention, drinking, partying…girls,” she lifted her brows at the last part. “So I know he’ll be there.”
“Good. We’re going.”
Claire squinted her eyes in surprise. I could tell she wasn’t feeling it, but I would be going with or without her—I was only giving her a chance to join me.
I reached out and gently removed her glasses, throwing them on the bed. Then I began unbraiding her pigtails, letting her blonde hair fall loose around her shoulders.