Erik was taken aback when Karrie talked to him about Allorah. At first, he almost thought she knew another Allorah. She was not enrolled in a new school. She went to the local high school for their area and had been for two years.
As Karrie went on, he realized she was not mistaken at all. She knew about Allorah. It was evident in her mention of asthma.
Just then, Allorah and Ava bounded up to him. Allorah’s tongue was out as she panted, obviously having played rough. Ava looked ruffled and somewhat disgruntled. Erik wished in that moment that he could transform Allorah back ir turn off the full moon. She had a lot of questions to answer.
“It sounds like you are in some serious trouble in the morning,” Erik told the wolf.
Allorah tilted her head at his somewhat harder tone, but then laid down, panting hard.
Erik sighed and shook his head. It had been a very very long night and he was ready for sleep. Why did werewolves have to sleep so little?
Allorah noticed Karrie, then, obviously having just barely realized she was around. She jumped up and ran up to Karrie, leaning up to lick her face. If Erik had doubted before, he saw this as affirmation of Karrie’s story.
“Ava, what are we going to do with her,” he groaned to the nonresponsibe wolf at his side.