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 brushing my hair and then my teeth.