Isadora's POV
I was still groggy from meeting Selene, the Seer. She uttered those words like a riddle and disappeared, leaving me and my cousin Michelle alone in the forest. The brightness of the moon was just enough to allow me to see through the trees above, creating flickering shadows.
Michelle glanced at her with barely concealed irritation, saying, "Isadora, we need to talk." "This whole werewolf business is interfering with my painting. I haven't had a chance to take a breather since you joined. My customers are beginning to complain that I am not giving them a hundred percent satisfaction with my craft anymore."
Looking at her, I was astonished. 'Michelle, I thought you said you'd never leave my side? '
"I did, but I can't stand the pressure any longer," she said softl
