4
I stumbled to my cabin and collapsed on the couch. My mind swirled with fragments of that night’s adventure, Will’s talk, and the decision I now had to make. I fumbled with the locket as I went over my options, all two of them. There was to be wolf, or not to be wolf, and that was definitely the question.
“To be a partially-hairy, cursed person for the rest of my life, or to leave Will alone to his own monsters?” I muttered to myself. What a pair of options. The only thing that could make them worse was if sunset came and I still hadn’t make up my mind.
Falling asleep a few minutes after thinking that didn’t help matters. The night adventure had really worn me down and I slept through most of the day. By the time the pounding sound on the door rang through the cabin it was well
