Chapter 59. Folklore and Family

Eir’s POV

“Have you lost it? You know I’m from the human world.”

He only chuckled and, for some reason, irritated me further. Continued eating, smiling to himself again, like he knew something he was not letting me in on.

The worst part was that deep down, I hoped it was true. Hoped I had a family that actually loved me and missed me. But his claim had a considerable fault; if I belonged here, why didn’t I have a wolf? I’m still only human.

I also remembered that black wolf from my dreams—dreams that first started to develop after I came here. Dreams that felt so real, and I had caught myself thinking about them as memories. My only memories of a happy childhood. But I also knew that was only wishes and fragile hopes.

“What? Tell me the truth instead. Where are we going?”

“I never lie—well, not that often, at least! We are going to meet the people I think are your family. And I really mean this, Eir, I really think these people ar