~CASSELBA'S POV
"YOU HAVE WHAT?!" The silky voice fans the air across to me, charging the room with worry in its path.
I hear Clarence's voice like the clanging of a faraway bell. And all I can do is keep mute, considering how in the hell I'd be able to take back the last five minutes of our conversation.
'Yikes!' my wolf nudges from within.
I nudge back at her. 'Yeah, girl. Tough shit.'
It's at this awkward moment with nothing more than a dull silence between us that I wonder why in the world I had said anything in the first place. Clarence and I were in a good place. Infact, just few moments ago, we were in the best position ever—on my couch. I couldn't remember the last time the poor cushion had seen such love.
