Katie gasps beside me, covering her mouth with her hand. I glance at her only to see it trembling in front of her face. Tears are welling up in her eyes, forcing me to turn my head away. As I look around the others, I realize no one is in the mood for laughing anymore.
Even the boys know how serious this is. Despite being werewolves. Soulthieves? Who cares about that. But a murderous witch, still lurking someone out there? They perceive this as a serious threat. What’s more, I can see they’re all puffing their chest slightly more than usually.
It’s their natural instinct, they can’t help it. Every time they feel danger, their wolves want to burst out of them and eliminate the threat. Maybe they should do that. We should all hunt the witch down and kill her. Or him. I shake my head violen
