Chapter 67

Del's POV

I spent the rest of the day organizing my stuff. The rest of the pack left me alone, by some blessed miracle, though Teagan sent me half a dozen texts checking to make sure I didn’t want to go to graduation. After the sixth time, I assured her that I would rather rip my fingernails off, and she got the message.

When I’d finished putting away the last of my things, I glanced at the time on my phone and grimaced.

Graduation was starting.

It felt weird not to be there, even if I didn’t necessarily want to be. Whether it was my anxiety or just my issues, I felt sort of guilty about ditching out.

“What do you say we head out and grab some sheets for my bed, and some ice cream?” I asked Rocky, scratching his head.

He was a surprisingly good companion, following me around and licking me an insane number of times, snorting at my stupid jokes, and giving me his wolfy grin whenever I teased him.

Though he wasn’t anything like a normal dog, I