#Chapter29
/"I don't want to ruin my underwear./" Harper replied.
/"Why do you always bring me to the woods?/" I chuckled and looked at Harper.
We were walking deeper into the woods, away from the place his car was parked. My hand was tightly clasped in his and I was in no hurry to let go of him, and from the looks of it, neither was he. Tingles were shooting up and down my arm and I was feeling strangely content at the small skin to skin contact.
/"People wouldn't like to see me transforming into a silver wolf in broad daylight, believe me./" Harper chuckled while looking pointedly at me.
I mentally smacked myself in the head. Of course! Humans didn't know about werewolves. It felt strange to admit the fact, because less than a week ago, I was one of those humans too. Those humans who didn't know that supernatural beings exist and live amongst them.