Chapter 89 Something We Don't Know
- -Andrew-
- Fucking Gary. I remembered him now. He was Corrine’s classmate—the nerdy one with glasses and a plaid flannel shirt buttoned up to his neck. The one who had tried to protect Corrine with trembling hands when I had asked her to skip class.
- I didn’t even recognize him as a werewolf back then. And judging by Corrine’s expression, I knew she had just realized it now too.