My Hockey Alpha
I felt numb as I looked down at the trickle of blood, not bothering to heal myself.
What was so special about this human girl that I was so enthralled by her? Was I, too, a victim of her strange scent like Luke and all of the other shifters were?
I watched Nina and her friend, or whatever he was to her, disappear behind a building. Choking down my rage, I stiffly walked over to a trash can and threw the roses in. I left the picnic setup for the squirrels or another student to steal and stormed off, blood dripping from my palm.