~ A M E L I A ~
Moron.
That’s what I was—a total moron for thinking that faking amnesia was the best option.
I could’ve faked my death. But that would’ve caused issues in my werewolf training at school, trying to research the curse, and trying to find out more about my parents…
Faking amnesia means I can hide in plain sight. I thought to myself. It meant I could hide in plain sight and allow my enemies, well, the Luna, to let her guard down enough that I could gain some intel on why she did what she did.
Time. That’s all I needed: time. I needed time to learn the ways of the wolf and find out about my birth parents.
My birthday was a month and a half away, so I could do this. I can do this.
Could I…?
Staring at the ceiling in my bedroom, lying on my bed, listening to the birds
