“Sophia,” Troy called me a week later when we got back from the vineyard, and I was ready to go to sleep on the couch, “You know you can’t keep them here forever right? It is against the werewolf law for a werewolf to be in the human world, you told me so yourself.”
I released a deep sigh as I sat up. I knew where this conversation was going. I’ve been avoiding it for a week now, but I knew that soon, I’ll have to have this conversation with him.
“Sophia,” he called again as he came to drop into the space beside me on the couch. “Look at me,”
I reluctantly turned to face him. “What?”
“I know you think I will be mad if you leave but trust me, I won’t be mad. I won’t think that you discarded me because you’ve found your family because I knew from the start that you do not belong with me,
