My coat pocket was glowing, which means that mysterious moon pendant. With one easy movement, I pulled it out of my pocket. The white part of the moon shone pulsatingly between my fingers. What the hell does it mean and why the hell is it doing that?
"What do you think it is?" Issac stared at the pendant, and his face looked worried.
"Good question. It's another riddle in life." I put the glowing pendant back in my coat pocket.
Soon the leaves of the trees rustled overhead, distracted by the wind. The leaves of the trees rustled underfoot as I walked up the forest path towards the werewolf lodge nestled in the middle of the meadow. My gaze lingered on the pendant in my pocket which had stopped flashing, strangely. As I walked forward, two people, or rather their white wings which glow
