Adam smiled at the flying wolf tattoo reflecting him in the mirror. He remembered how his mother had huffed and puffed when he had gotten the tattoo because she couldn't understand why he had chosen a wolf with wings tattoo. Only Adam knew the reason behind the action he had taken to get the wolf tattoo. He had gotten it because every time he was in his wolf form, he always felt free like nothing could ever stop him. Like he could fly with nothing to clip his wings.
As he dropped the wet towel he had used to dry his hair on the bed, he remembered the first time Sarah had walked into his room and the drama that had ensued between them both. He smiled as he sat down on his bed. He couldn't believe that she had been gone for a month already. Even though he had tried to look for her secretively, he had failed to find her. He wondered if she was alright at the moment.
