We didn't go for a walk. We got in his truck and took off down the street.

"Are you hungry?". He asked.

"Not really".

"Can I take you for coffee then?".

"I guess". My stomach was in knots. Carter wasn't being Carter. Something was off.

"Starbucks?".

A sigh fell from my lips. "Is it gran?". I asked.

I hadn't heard from her since Saturday and I thought maybe she had reached out to him. Carter and I were always so close when we were growing up.

That was until he turned into a wolf.

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