Possession 8 - Just Her Friend
Just Her Friend
"Where the hell have you been?" Alex's furious whisper hissed at my entrance.
Ignoring him I easily slipped in through the second story window and landed silently on the carpeted floor.
"Chase is pissed as hell and you had the whole pack in an uproar! You up and leave Friday morning and then we don't see you again? Missing for three days! Damnit Gab it's Monday night and you just- where are your pants?" He asked suddenly with a confused look on his face.
"Technically it's Tuesday morning." I said casually, disregarding the latter question.
During the hunt I'd left my pants somewhere back in the woods from when I'd changed into my pelt.
Perhaps now would be a good time to explain that being a member of a pack, we Ria's didn't really care for clothes. Fur or skin we didn't really think about it. Though this pack preferred that when we walked with flesh that we at least had the decency to walk with clothing on. Just another 'law' about l