Chapter Fourteen
“I hope you can see why I needed to clear it with him first,” Lucretia says.
“Yeah,” I say as my brother walks in—followed by yet another surprise relative straight out of a Jerry Springer episode.
It’s Chester and his daughter Roxy, a teen werewolf who, with her Mean Girls wolfpack, had attacked me, and more than once.
And now, it turns out, she’s my niece.
In their defense, both father and daughter look chastened—and so do I, I’m sure. I already felt bad about what I did to Roxy, and that was before I knew we were related.
Hopefully, now all this will just be a story to laugh about at the Thanksgiving table—right after Lilith gets the Nobel Peace Prize.
Speaking of Lilith, now that I know what to look for, Chester does resemble her a little—especially that trickst
