Hayden's POV
"Fussy little thing aren't you", I chuckled helping Ariel into her heels "you sure you want to wear these?"
"Yes", she answered simply and I sighed "I'm fine and ready to get out of here". Ariel has been in the infirmary for two weeks and she has not stopped complaining.
"Alright, what do you want to do first?", I asked as we walked out the infirmary and she thought
"I want to go for a walk in town", she replied and in frowned "what?"
"You haven't eaten a thing, you think maybe we should eat first", I suggested and she shook her head "you need to eat Ariel- eat healthy, it'll help you heal"
"Ew! I don't eat healthy honey, you know this", she commented rolling her eyes and I took a deep breath- did I mention that I have a very short temper? Well, Ariel is really on it today!
"We'll eat in town then", I said and she mumbled whatever.
"What's wrong with you today?", I asked crossing my arms and Ariel gave me a clueless look "are you going to answer me question?"
"No, now drive", she glared then looked away "I'm just very annoyed"
"Well that makes two of us, sweetheart", I commented looking ahead and the rest of the ride was silent.
Ariel's POV
Today was just one of those days when I waited to be left alone. I had to stay in the uncomfortable bed at the infirmary for two weeks and the food was fucking terrible. Who the hell gets full off of salad and water?! I needed some McDonald's or Subway, something better than that damn food. Hardly eating made me cranky, you wouldn't want to see me me cranky. Hayden wants me to healthy to get better, boy better move when I see a fast food restaurant.
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Beautiful Savage
WerewolfShe has Style.... She has Grace.... She has resting bitch face.... 'She' is Ariel Athena Turner, Alpha of the Native Tribe Pack. Since birth, she was trained to be an Alpha, by her father, and lady, by her mother. She doesn't like being disrespected...