"Junie?" Heidi's voice softens, threading with alarm.
Junie lifts her head. Her eyes are puffy, and her face is streaked with tears, but when she sees Heidi, she gasps.
"Heidi!" She scrambles up to her knees, her expression flipping from despair to shock. "Oh Goddess—did Sierra and those bitches do that to you?"
Heidi gulps. She glances down at herself and sees the oversized clothes, the tangled hair, the faint scratches that still sting along her skin. Okay, maybe she does look like she got rolled down a hill and into a dumpster.
"No," Heidi forces a crooked smile. "It's… It's a long story."
"Lie," her wolf snickers. "You don't want to admit you turned into me and nearly ate your problems. Coward."
"Shut. Up." Heidi mutters through clenched teeth.
Junie tilts her head. "What?"
"Nothing." Heidi waves it off. "What about you? What are you doing out here so early? The sun's barely up."
