CALEB.
“Is this some sort of joke? What do you mean by you're a werewolf?” Brielle yelled, obviously annoyed.
“It's not a joke.” He sighed, running his hands through his hair. I watched his expression. No amusement, no sarcasm, no horseplay.
“How do you know then?” I asked, leaning forward.
“I've been experiencing weird s**t Caleb. Random headaches, waking up in unknown places, and I've been having these weird dreams. Last weekend, during the full moon, I transformed. It was scary as hell. Julia confirmed it. She even got it on video. I'm scared….”
He was fidgeting, and his face was pale. Kyle wouldn't joke to this extent, and the seriousness in his face sent panic down my throat. “Are we part of it too?” My voice was basically a whisper.
“That, I don't know. But something happened
