The next day, I wake up in a cold sweat. I had a nightmare about werewolves going into war with so many dying. The last thing I remember is Cole and Hunter approaching me, but I wake up before I die. I sit in my bed for a few minutes and get out of bed. I walk downstairs to check on Cole, but he's not there.
"Fynn?" I yell up the stairs
"What?" He yells back
"Where's Cole?"
"How should I know"
"Because you hate werewolves"
"That doesn't mean I killed him"
"Maybe it does" I say and walk into the kitchen. There's a piece of paper on the frige. It's a phone number. I type it into my phone.
Ayla: hello?
Cole: is this Ayla?
Ayla: yeah
Cole: what's up?
Ayla: nm
Cole: cool. Do u wanna hang out today?
Ayla: sure. What do u want to do?
Cole: we could go see a movie.
Ayla: so... Is this a date?
Cole: idk. Do u want it to be?
Ayla: I'm not one for dates.
Cole: that's ok. I'm not eigther. I'll pick you up at 8.
Ayla: ok. Bye
I turn my phone off and eat my breakfast.
YOU ARE READING
Finding my Mate
WerewolfAyla is a new girl in a new town and a new home, but the last thing she expects is not to find one mate, but two?
