Chapter 32

"You guys are complete messes." I muttered to them, earning me a grunt and a "Hey!" I walked forward and took a piece off of the pretzel, grinning at James who gaped at me. "My food!" "Mine now." I laughed as I popped it into my mouth and began walking down the side walks, the sound of the boys not far behind me. I walked past Central Park and then a couple of blocks, coming to a dead stop right in the middle of the sidewalk. The guys tumbled over themselves at my abrupt halt, my eyes trained on the book store before me. The Black Cat. I could smell the books from here, my eyes in a daze. I adored books more than life itself, okay maybe except for food too, and I guess Wesley and the back were up there. Books were pretty high up there though. I entered the door to find books lining the walls, the smell of worn paper and pine assaulting my nose. My eyes widened when I saw the wolf behind the counter, a man around my height with dark red hair and green eyes. His head snapped