Chapter 50

Zoey's POV

I blew a strand of hair out of my face and tried to straighten my top. The emphasis was on attempts.

"Heavy?" A sound of protest left my mouth. "I weigh 54 kilos and am almost 1.75. So let's go half-length! Besides, it's all muscles." I lifted my head snooty. I wasn't going to let such a wannabe chick insult me.

“Muscles or not. If the Shades all weigh that much, we have a problem. Then all you have to do is sit up and sit on it and we're wolf compote." Cat snorted and knocked on a door. Nice door. Golden. Is that real?

"It's real." I turned my head in Cat's direction so quickly that my neck cracked loudly. Damn!

"Can you read minds?" She looked at me contemptuously and shook her head dismissively. "That's not necessary for you. You look at the door as if it were the craziest thing you've ever seen in your life."

Nah, that was Logan. Definitely. Sorry door, but you're only second choice!

Wait, what was I thinking