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NOAH

"Hurry up, why don't you?" I called after my best friend who was slowly lagging behind. This was the third time I had to hang back to call to him and wait till he caught up with me. " Why are you so slow?"

"I think the question should be.." Ethan was panting. I could clearly hear his wolf begging for some rest. "..Why are you so fast?"

"Aren't you a werewolf?" Ethan was still a good distance from where I was. "So what's your yapping about?"

"It's not my fault I'm not used to running and the likes." Ethan finally caught up me. His chest was heaving and he had to bend his hands on his knees, just so he could catch his breath.

Pathetic. I murmured underneath.

"And I'm the one who likes running around then?" I gave him a half glare.

"Of course." Ethan stood straight, looking a bit better than he was five minutes ago. His hair was wet and hid body was slick with sweat but aside that, he was good to go. " You're always running away from one problem or the other. You do have to keep fi