“Just because I like werewolves getting it on in the woods doesn’t mean you guys get to make fun of me,” I huffed, snatching my phone back with a growl. “I’ve had enough of this shit.” “And now he’s mad!” Becca giggled, like the evil little shit she was. She was no longer my favorite. Nathan was my favorite again. Or maybe the twins? Definitely not Becca though. Nope.
