The Cursed Bloodline
thought of the boy, the wolf, that strange whisper echoing in my mind, it seems so impossible.
agining the whole thing . Maybe Jess was right. I had been staring at the woods like s
r and a couple of others from classmates who had apparently heard all about my "w
grandmother was standing there with a warm mug of coffee as I arrived at th
ght," she said, her tone c
e," I said, keeping my tone light. "So y
pical teenager stuff, huh?" She sipped her own coffee, e
ped my mug. "
me with that strange look again. "Just remember, sometimes
But before I could ask a thing, she turned and headed stra
me down the halls, and Jess gave me a tight s
worry. "Last night... I don't know, Mia. It wa
, "I don't really know what happened."
one before you ran off." She crossed her arms, study
to respond, but
plain black T-shirt were too sharp for our sleepy little town, too new. And yet, his face wa
s whispered, fo
e was, and I wasn't about to let him walk into my life like
urned and saw me, his eyes flashed with something that almost looked like relief. But
my voice low. "What exa
make sure no one was listening. "I
isbelief thick in my voice.
er. "I wasn't the one who called you into t
scoffed. "You're n
l checking for eavesdroppers. "
science lab. It's empty
hall. Jess's eyes were like lasers on my back, but I'd ex
crossed my arms and glared at h
disturbed. "My name is Elias. I come from a
peated, my voice dripping. "
estors was cursed. She did something that angered the wrong people and made the
flicker of fear in my chest.
teady and serious. "
nemies-it was all straight out of a horror movie. But the fear
to believe that I'm s
arting. I can see the signs. The whispers, the pull to
clawing at my throat.
olute. "You felt it, didn't you? The urg
est calling to me, of the moonlight pulsing in my ve
a who you think you are." "However, I don't think
ut you just need to be very careful. There are others who...
I demanded, my frust
ne to burst in. "Just... trust me on this, Mia. For now,
nd Jess walked inside, her expression a mix of
slipping out the door, leaving me with a tho
hat?" Jess
ad warned me about wasn't over yet. Not even close. And as I looked into Jess's questioni