“What does she mean, she knows what I am?” Lizzie whispered as she stared at the email from Julie Sanders, the author of the book on werewolves Lizzie had borrowed from the library.
She reread the message from Julie Sanders.
“I know what you are, and I’m going to expose you to the world.”
Looking up from the screen, Lizzie took a deep breath and shook her head. She bit her lip as she stared back at the email.
“What do I do?” she whispered, staring at the words on the screen. “Should I tell Mom and Dad? Dad did warn me against contacting her, so he’ll be pissed if I tell him.”
Gnawing on her lip, she held her fingers over the keyboard as she debated with herself.
Finally, she reached up and closed the email without responding. Then she closed the laptop and stood up from her
