A WEREWOLF IN OCTOBER - CHAPTER 2 (DONE)

"You sure it'll be okay to have my cat here?" Jayla stared at her open wardrobe, trying to decide which shelf her T-shirts should end up on. Being this nervous and thrilled called up the memory of her first sleepover. Hope this one gets a better ending. That said, teen me should have known horror movies aren't for everyone.

Vivian bent down to pet Ginger. He accepted the attention with glee, half climbing up her leg and baring his chin for scritches. Vivian had actually laughed at the silliness of naming a black cat Ginger, unlike Brandon who'd rolled his eyes. Why had she ever hooked up with a tweed coat in human disguise?

No more thinking about Brandon. Brushing that annoyance aside, Jayla directed Melissa to place the last box in the bookcase closest to the windows. She hadn't brought all her stuff, to avoid looking desperate or creepy. Getting clingy was a guaranteed way to ruin any budding friendship. New town, new me. No making old mistakes.

"It'll be fine," Vivian answered. "Arturo likes cats. He can look after Ginger. In the very unlikely event that things go tits-up, vampires are faster than us werewolves." Her words held grudging respect.

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