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My mind futilely tried to make some sense out of it, but it couldn't come up with anything. If she knew what she claimed, why wasn't she pissed? And had she passively endorsed Nolan and me dating? This failed to make any sense to me. Why would she, a werewolf, do that? Or was this some ploy to track down the blood witch? If that were true, why was I picked out of all the witches in Darkwood? Were they suspecting me?
With my thoughts eating up what was left of my sanity, I soon fell asleep, only waking up when my phone rang.
It was Aunt Lena.
"Come help make dinner," she stated.
"Dinner?" I voiced out, looking at the phone screen and seeing it was almost six. "I will be there in a jiffy."
As I got home, Aunt Lena let out, "Jonathan claimed to not have seen you today. Where were
