"Are you ready to go, Maya?" That was Diana. I knew her voice as much I knew Adam's. But why wouldn't I, the girl calls my name more than a thousand times daily.
I swerved around, placing automatically a short smile on my lips as my eyes connected to her shiny blue ones. I'm not ready for another bout of inquiry from her. Besides, she looked too happy to be going to a pack party.
Laura seems to think it was because the little girl has been hearing of werewolves and the bigness of their sizes, and how she was curious about how their furs feel like.
True though. The girl wants to see them change to their wolf forms. No matter how hard I have tried to talk Diana out of it, the little girl seems intent on asking a werewolf to shift for her.
