#Chapter102

---What are we?

My two best friends chatted as though everything in the world was normal as we walked to the bus stop. We missed the school bus again, so we had to take the city transit home. I was only half-listening to their chatter as my mind kept straying back to Matteo and our moment in the music room.

“I can’t be with you,” he’d said. “We can’t be together.”

I almost called him a liar because the stark agony of his deep green eyes when he was saying those words told me that his mouth was telling me one thing, but the wolf within him felt different....