DID IT RIGHT

J's P.O.V

I looked at the girl with a frown.

She wasn't moving, I couldn't see her eyes and her mouth wasn't moving like it normally did.

Her name is Felicia not 'the girl' and she's sleeping - the voice whispered in my head. I am your wolf, not a voice, and for the last time, my name is Roger.

I ignored the voice and kept looking at Felicia. I wanted to shake her until I saw her eyes again but I think that would be wrong.

She would be mad at me, I hated when she was mad at me. It felt bad inside.

She moved closer to me and put her face in my chest. I started breathing again and decided to leave her alone.

She was strange. The girl.

Felicia - the so called Roger said again.

Felicia was strange.

I didn't like any of the wolves in her pack. I wish I could kill them all.

I hated them all for keeping her from me and I hated that she was part of them.

But she wasn't like them.

She was different.

I didn't hate her. I liked her.

You love her - Roger whispers.

I loved her.