Chapter 33 Shut Up

• Late that night—or maybe early the next morning—Jesse and I were snuggling in his bed. We’d talked a ton over the last few days, but mostly about dreams and childhood stories and such. We hadn’t discussed the present, which was probably not great, but it wasn’t like we were running out of time. Our wolves had paired us together, and there was no escaping that.
• "So I know you're majoring in Software Engineering unless my research was wrong," I told him.
• He chuckled softly. "Your research was right."