Being addressed in such a way made Sofia realize her age, though she wasn't even that old...she was old to most of these kids. At least she would stay looking like this forever, according to lycan lore...now that she was a werewolf, her body wouldn't be aging, even as the years went by. A blessing and a curse, rolled into one.
The boy who'd been attacked asked her to make sure that the wolf, who he'd identified as Jake, was okay. They must have been friends. She wondered what had happened. "No need to worry. I am also a werewolf, I know how to handle these kinds of things," she told the boy, then turned her head to Jake.
"Come on. My office," she said, leading the way with an authoritative stride. She had to get used to being more assertive. Her wolf helped her with that, though she was not as dominant as Caius, she was still dominant enough to control this young pup.
The boy who'd been attacked asked her to make sure that the wolf, who he'd identified as Jake, was okay. They must have been friends. She wondered what had happened. "No need to worry. I am also a werewolf, I know how to handle these kinds of things," she told the boy, then turned her head to Jake.
"Come on. My office," she said, leading the way with an authoritative stride. She had to get used to being more assertive. Her wolf helped her with that, though she was not as dominant as Caius, she was still dominant enough to control this young pup.