"Only good part about being sick, isn’t it?" Zach asked, pushing Aiden’s hair back hair off his forehand and resting a cool cloth on it. He knew werewolves weren’t supposed to get sick, but here Aiden was. He didn’t even know if he was supposed to call someone. "There needs to be a werewolf manual."
Aiden leaned into the cool cloth, it felt amazing and yet, almost too cold. "Never really been sick before." He curled up even more under the blankets, "Manual? That'd have been nice to have." He yawned and shivered, yep, school definitely wasn't happening, maybe just a nice long nap.







