Taylor POV
She's different.
A werewolf who isn't hostile to my kind.
I originally thought that she was going to be the same as every other werewolf I had pasted by on the way here.
Angry and threatening.
But that was to be expected from someone you had decades of bloody war with but not her.
She is different.
You can tell by the way she looks at you that she holds no hostility to you, but she's always nervous though I can tell by the sound of her blood.
Emerson is kind.
Even to vampires.
We could be friends.
WE COULD BE FRIENDS!
"Do you want to be friends?" I asked her, my question made her look up at me with a smile.
"Yeah." She replied smiling.
"Why are you so quick to say yes?" I asked a bit curious as to how she can be so nice?
"You all have done nothing to me so why should I hate you? Plus the entire reason we are here is for peace." She explained with a smile.
Wow headmaster Knight was right.
She is too kind.
"Well we're friends now so you've made peace with someone who happens to be a vampire." I said which made her laugh.
"I guess you're right." She said with a chuckle.
"Oh I know I'm right." I said confidently as she laughed.
"You seem confident in being right." She said as I smiled at her.
"I'm always right." I said wiggling my eyebrows as she groaned and rolled her eyes.
"And that's where I go to bed goodnight." She said rolling over on her bed as I gasped.
"No. No. No. It's not bedtime yet plus we have to think of a nickname for our friendship." I said getting off my bed.
"Nope I'm already asleep." She said intimating snoring sounds as I groaned.