Ruby
You’re not going to die, Ruby, but I can’t guarantee you’ll ever be able to leave this pack.
Natalie’s words ran through my mind in an endless loop. With each refrain, I felt another piece of my life crack up and slowly disintegrate. What had she meant? I can’t stay here with a bunch of werewolves! Where even is “here”?
She had come to me to shed some light on my situation, and I had given her the cold shoulder. It was killing me. She didn't have to come to see me. She didn't have to offer any explanation, but she had. She’d even brought food for me, and I still pushed her away, the only friend I might have here.
But she’s still one of them. It makes no difference that she’s an “Enchanted” or whatever she called herself. She’s still one of them. If Xavier’s attempt to spare my lif
