Tiffany’s POV…
“What do you mean the b***h has her wolf?” I asked my twin, Todd, who had been sitting on this information for almost a year now. “That’s not possible. That b***h’s wolf is dead,” I told him.
“Oh… It’s possible ‘cause she showed up just before her graduation smelling of her wolf. Her eyes even turned black, and she showed her fangs when she growled at me,” Todd told me.
“Damn it. We have to kill off all their wolves to gain their titles and power,” I reminded him. He’s obviously gone soft now that he’s working in the human world as a consultant. Ugh.
Todd sighed, rubbing a hand down his face, clearly exhausted with this conversation already. “You don’t think I know that? But something went wrong, Tiffany. We were supposed to erase her wolf, kill it completely. Yet here s
