CHAPTER SEVENTY-FIVE:
Nick~
Goddess help me. Please. I’ve been on the phone now for over six hours. Calling between all these packs that still insist on doing things like they were done in the 90s - or the 80s in some cases. I’m scouring for information from the packs other packs have heard of at this point. Anything about black magic covens. Unfortunately werewolves are not very unified and there’s no sort of directory. In our defense, this is partly due to keeping our existence on the down low. But still.
“Hello?” a husky older voice asked on the other side.
“Hi yes, Gamma Wilmer, thank you for taking a moment to speak with me,” I started, “Has your Alpha explained what I am calling about?”
I exhaled. I have had this conversation with other werewolves all across the nation by this p
