Cassie Jones
I went further, the wolf stood still at the dead end.
She started metamorphic right before my eyes.
Alexa!! My mind screamed.
There she stood before me, she looked exactly like Alexa. I mean, every damn detail.
Sharp cheekbones, lips I used to trace with my finger, hair all wild and dark, falling over her shoulders in that perfectly messy way.
Even the little scar above her eyebrow, the one she got, fell off the star sat there prettily on her face.
But then she opened her mouth, and I swear, every drop of blood in my body turned to ice.
“You shouldn’t have followed me.”
Her voice was Alexa’s. Like, not just close, identical.
I was very certain that this was Alexa.
“Alexa?” My voice cracked like I was thirteen again.
She c****d her head at me, her eyes blank as
