Chapter 88

"Zatknis'! [Shut up!]," I chuckled, going on to my next sandwich and taking a bite, "You really are a supernatural weirdo, aren't you Rover?" I teased, jabbing at him as I finally noticed his attire. From what I could see he was wearing a brown, rather old looking forest ranger shirt and cargo pants; ready to go out there and hunt down some mountain lions in a national park or something. Alright maybe not, but still... "And my not liking jam finalised that for you?" "Well, I guess some other things paid some minor tributes." I smiled, finishing off my sandwich and going for the last three. He joined in my chuckling, before we both fell into silence and something dawned on me. I had no idea what type of sandwich Rover liked... Or food in general, for that matter. Or colour, or weather or sport. After all this time and all we'd been through, I knew absolutely nothing about super powerful werewolf Charles Carter, except for that. Who was my mate? Wha