The Lunar Curse: Bloodline of the Howling Moon.

the next morning. She had always been a realistic, logical person, but the

irs. With compassionate eyes and a quick smile, Martha Walker had a loving an

s forehead and murmure

"Morning, Mom," her v

ck of pancakes. He had an enthusiastic enthusiasm for breakfa

and Dad about something

the hot griddle, Martha raised an e

Amelia paused. "I've been experiencing dreams, you see, t

ied on with her cooking. "Amelia, we've all had we

her parents were hardwired to ignore any mention of the curse that ran through their

Martha halted. Liam caught the tension in the

"Amelia, as you become older, your mind is filled with... dr

ears of annoyance. She had hoped for a different response, one th

picture of dependability and strength, tall and tough with a few gray strands in his dark hai

d morning, everyone." The

t. His presence had always made her feel more connected to him than to her

went outside to play. They were standing on the back

e, Richard said, "Your moth

alking about the enigmas that surrounded their family. "Dad, I have a nagging s

life where wonder and curiosity are abundant in your mind. However, there are instances wh

r's statements had the air of dismissal. Dad, I need clarificatio

his expression stiffened. "Amelia, sometimes it's best to let things alone. The p

ut

ed them before she could complete her sentence. The noise was a caco

nd back as he stepped cautiously towards the direction of the sounds. Amel

ppeared holding something in his arms. Amel

, and one of its legs appeared to be seriously injured. Amelia sprinted

oice, she said, "Is

lf. I'm not sure, my love. We'll

k. Amelia couldn't help but notice the creature's piercing y

f, her interest now focused on her

d. "It appears to have been attacked by

orest, her recent nightmares, and the injured wolf. The picture that was emer

couldn't get rid of the feeling that her family's secrets were slowly coming out an