The fire danced before my eyes as I starred intently into the flames. The day ended up to be a total waste of time; Cade and the Omega had done nothing but search through the girl's burnt house searching for whatever and then buried the mother.
As expected, they couldn't find anything that wasn't too damaged by the flames nor any survivors and had to give up the search. Luckily we were able to find some extra clothes in one of the houses so the girl wouldn't be stuck in a barely covering blouse stained with blood. Instead of a baggy, blouse and shorts, she now wore a one sleeve shirt and skinny jeans.
And I thought earlier's clothes was hard to not look at. This was darn torture. And no, I am not falling for her, my Wolf is. He's fallen for her ever since I've laid eyes on her and has become a complete simp. Heck, he'd jump off a cliff to make her happy.
