Chapter 193

Brandon had to leave early for school in the morning. Brooklyn made sure to set her alarm and wake up and get ready so she could ride with him.

Anything to avoid Harry.

The school was deserted when they arrived so Brooklyn decided to go to the library. She needed to be alone, some place quiet where she could think properly.

About Harry. Of course.

She sat down and leaned back against a bookcase, letting out a large sigh and crossing her arms over her chest.

Werewolves.

"There's a chance it wasn't real," she whispered. "Maybe he dr****d you. Maybe you were imagining it all. Maybe it was all fake and I'm just going a bit crazy. Maybe-" Brooklyn's eyes landed on a book and she frowned. "Or not," she murmured and scrambled up and grabbed the book.

Werewolves: A myth?

Brooklyn's fingers shook slightly as she sat back down and opened the book.

Despite the stereotype, werewolves do not run around killing humans and howling