Chapter 33-01

“I’m not a Werewolf,” I said, narrowing my eyes at him. “Yeah, that’s clear enough.” “What is that supposed to mean?” I snapped. “If you were a Wolf in my pack, you wouldn’t be speaking to me like that,” he replied. “You are such a jerk,” I said, shaking my head, and walking away from him. I started rummaging through my closet, searching for clothes to shower. I needed to relax, and the more time I spent with Layton, the more we would argue. “I’m going to shower. When I come back, you better be gone.” I walked into the bathroom, without waiting to hear his response, not that he bothered to speak. My shower ended faster than I’d like. I wanted to stay in there for a long time, but although the water was relaxing, all of my thoughts kept drifting back to Layton. He didn’t leave. I waited and waited for him to go, but I felt his presence in my room. I made more time by brus