Ethan

　　"Autumn is different, and you know that," Blaze murmured, his voice barely audible over the low hum of conversation and the clinking of glasses in the pack's exclusive bar.

　　I leaned back in my chair, feeling the smooth leather against my back, and shrugged with an air of indifference. "I acknowledge that," I replied. "But she's just a girl," I added, my eyes narrowing slightly as I took a sip from my drink.

　　"There's always a girl to mess around ...