#Chapter 75: A Newbie

Owen I nodded absently as Abigail sprawled across my bed, legs kicking in the air like she had zero respect for personal space. Which, let’s be honest, she didn’t. “So,” she said, stretching the word out like she was testing it. “Have you tried transforming again? Since, you know…” She trailed off, but I knew what she meant. Since the doctor. Since Mom freaked out. Since that hospital visit. It’s not like mom and dad talked about it. “No,” I muttered, rubbing the back of my neck. “Not really in the mood to send Mom into another spiral. She’s already acting weird recently.” Abigail propped herself up on her elbows, frowning. “Yeah, she kinda lost it then, huh?” “Yeah,” I deadpanned. “Just a little. I told you we shouldn’t have snuck out.” “Still worth. I learned how to transform! I gotta keep up with you!” She hummed, kicking her feet again before perking up. “So what color is your wolf anyway?” I blinked. “Huh?” “Your wolf,” she said impatiently. “When you shifted,