“Sit, please,” Father Thomas said. “Let’s talk about it.”
“It doesn’t feel like a discussion when everything’s one-sided. Where’s my free will?” I said. “I’m sorry, but this is all too much for me. As fascinating as learning about werewolves is, as magical as this knowledge is to me, I’m hurt. Wounded. Every time I see the future, it drains me. So, please, if you respect me, if you truly believe in what you say, leave me be.”
“Alice!” Brandon called after me.
“No. Don’t follow me. Don’t come after me. A week ago, things were as normal as they can be for someone like me. Now I learn that my father might be a wolf and I might be one, too. On top of all of that, you’re all in grave danger! I don’t want to be there when the men in the uniforms show up with their guns!”
“Let her go,” I hear
