We led everyone to believe that Keir and I were unwell, but the truth was far less dramatic. We needed to tame our wolves through deep meditation and fasting. Kevin, however, was still allowed to attend school to collect our assignments while we isolated ourselves.
But today, that façade would end. Keir had regained some of his strength and was back to him old self. And I was feeling stronger than ever.
Today was also Chrissy’s funeral. My brothers and I would be attending, carrying the weight of our guilt.
“Do you think anyone will discover what really happened to Chrissy?” Keir asked, his voice laced with anxiety.
“I overheard one of the Beta males shifted and startled her, causing her to veer off the road and into her death,” I confessed, feeling the tension rise with the implicat
