Hold On

Chapter 10

Chapter 10

I woke up cold, and my ears filled with the sound of someone or

something barking. Bleary eyed, I searched for the source and found a

blue eyed fox standing beside the bed, jumping and barking. I smiled,

wondering what Will was up to. Seeing me up, he stopped jumping and

looked at me, his tongue hanging out of his mouth and cocking his

head to the side. Groaning, I buried my face in the pillow beside me.

"Will, it's too early for this crap," I groaned. Aware that my

calves ached and my hips felt stiff. There was no way I was running

or working out today.

I heard a high pitched yip and then he was on my back, nipping at my

shirt. I wiggled, growling. "Dammit! Give me a break," I finally

whined when he just hopped from side to side, attacking relentlessly.

I closed my eyes and gave up, choosing to ignore him.

After a few moments of endless barking and a couple of pinching bites to my neck, his weight beside me increased. I knew he was human again. "Get

your ass up or I'll have Liam come in and smack it for being

difficult," He whispered darkly. I peeked an eye open to look and

him and silently dare him, when I saw he was dead serious. Serious

Will was weird. It was like looking at Alex, or Xander. If I didn't

know better, I would have sworn it was one of his brothers.

I huffed, my cheeks puffing out before growling and throwing the

blankets off of me. "You don't have to be an ass about it," I

griped, rolling out of bed. I walked over to his bathroom, putting my

hair back up and coming out to find him in fox form again. As soon as

he saw me, he started barking again. I raised a brow in silent

question and he just hopped up and down, his onslaught of noise

getting louder if that's possible. Desperate, I closed my eyes and

thought of my own fox form. The familiar feeling of everything

popping into place let me know it worked. I looked down at my black

paws, and up to Will, who was much larger than me, and silent. Come

to think of it, he looked bigger than the last time I'd seen him like

this.

He just turned, his tail standing straight up, nose tipped up

snobbishly, and high-step fancy walked out of the room. Rolling my

eyes, I followed, catching up to walk beside him. He looked over,