Chapter 75

I tried to get closer again, but she raised her hand to me, sporting long claws. “Stella, get down from here. Lock yourself in the house or take your book and run away. There’s something wrong. Someone is manipulating us to feel hatred and pain. It’s dangerous for you.”

I knew she didn’t deserve to feel that pain, and I didn’t want to leave my only friend alone, but as I looked at the distant trees and noticed fluorescent lights rising in the forest, I realized that someone seemed to be coming, and it shouldn’t be an animal. So I ran. I went down from the roof using the stairs I had taken on the side of the house. I tried to get to the entrance, but other werewolves were already there, trying to deal with their own pain.

“Don’t waste your time trying to run away,” said a familiar and hateful voice.

I turned around, raising my head to the heavens as I lamented the day I decided to go after that useless human. My father seemed to be in the camp, walking among the wer