What!? My mother shouts in my head so loud that my ears begin to squeal. Why would you want to summon that… thing? She asks.
A shapeshifter attacked a young werewolf here, I answer, I need to talk to him… get some information. I'm not going to give her any extra details right now. She doesn't need to know about this whole mess.
Why are you getting involved in their affairs, Mariel? She asks. It’s dangerous… and not your problem. It's not your responsibility to fix everyone else's problems.
It is my problem, Mom. I answer. I did this when I killed Lucifer. I upset the natural balance of things.
For a moment she doesn’t answer, and I guess she’s contemplating what to say. It’s not like I’m a normal teenager asking to go out to a party… I’m asking to summon a devious and cunning supernatu
