Something is up. I know it.
I haven’t been around Finn all my life, but I have been constantly at his side for several years now. I know him just as well as he knows me, and I can definitely see something fishy is going on.
Just like right now. Finn and Owen are walking ahead of me towards the cafeteria, but they keep looking at each other and then back at me. I know they are mind linking with each other so I can’t hear, but why? Did something happen that I don’t know about?
If not, and they were trying to be secret agents and spy on someone, they are failing miserably.
Ugh… Why don’t they just tell me what is going on? I’m sure I can handle whatever it is.
My thoughts are suddenly interrupted when the faint smell of burned eggs fills my nose. I tilt my head and take a deep breath. Yep. Burned eggs. What the heck?
My wolf snorts and sticks her nose up in the air, while a look of disgust swirls in his eyes. Irritated, I ignore him.