Chapter 22. Visions, Visions

Zarion glances at me, but I brushed him off as I pretend to be busy studying the bizarre graphics on the page. “The process of turning into a werewolf is dangerous and a fifty-fifty percent chance of success—survival,” Elliot continued. “She must be bitten by an Alpha during a specific full moon, which will happen in the next few months. So if we do this—really do this rejecting shenanigan—we still have an ample amount of time to prepare.”

“Who’s Alpha we got?” Zarion asked.

Elliot looked at me, “Do we have someone else?” He doesn’t like where the conversation is going. Him washing his mouth with the use of his hands is the sign of that. He turned his back to both of us as he rested down his hands on the living room table.

“Only a former or current Alpha could do that.”

“Good,” the seriousness in Zarion’s eyes twinkled. “As long as it’s not Alpha Brandon, I’m good.”

“Who’s going to do it?” I still asked Elliot, unaware and unsure if I am taking the righ