That was weird. But it seem helpful.

She rushed to the door, rested her chin on it for a few seconds and turned to look at me.

"What to you think? " She whispered.

My gaze narrowed. "Is someone out? " I whispered back.

She shrugged and walked back to me.

There was something about the way she looks at me, always happy, and now, I just couldn't get why I don't feel comfortable but I had no choice.

"Werewolves have good hearing. They can even hear your heartbeat if they want but... " She paused as she moved closer to say the last part.

It was the same whispers...