THIS IS ZOE.. MY GIRLFRIEND

Maya knew the moment Derek's pleasant mood shifted, she knew by the tightening of his grip on her hand which felt so small in his, the moment his anger started rising up like a lava moving up a mountain to invoke a volcanic eruption. She knew that he had recognized the girl standing some meters in front of him. She also knew that the recognition didn't stem from the memories of their childhood, when their packs had been together and was peaceful. The memories of a lot of plays and communion. No , she knew that the recognition had stemmed from the tales she had told him when she had come to his pack again. Tales of her teenage life as she battled with guilt of betraying them. Tales of the rumours that she had seemed to be always in the middle of. Tales she had told as a means of bargain to get his trust back.