~Noelle~
The folder Atticus gave me made my stomach squeamish. I flipped through them. Starting with the one on myself. Seeing that my body wouldn't have reacted to an alpha in the first place made me feel a little bit offended, because let's be completely honest. I was afraid of being used since the very second Lynx bit me. To know that it never would have affected me just makes me mad. I've been getting angry a lot lately so I swallowed that rage, and rocked Ollie on my lap as I read. He gripped my shirt and was content with mouthing the fabric.
The information Atticus had on me was way beyond my knowledge. The terminologies left me confused. So I got up and went in search of Dante. He's the smartass.
My head is aching from trying to understand what exactly Atticus was trying to explain about my blood vessels.
Dante was outside our new home. Body hardened due to his strange suspicions that we would be attacked at any given moment.
