107. Superman

**107. Superman**

***Maeve Thorne***

I wrap the towel around my wet body and quietly step out of the bathroom, looking for traces of Studly. But my eyes find him no where.

Water drips from my hair and makes a small pool of liquid of my feet’s shape as I walk deeper into his room in search of clothes.

It’s been like an hour or two since I shifted, still, the wolf in me didn’t try to talk to me. Is