I knew that he saw Mr. Dawson as a friend and sort of father figure, but it always weirded me out how he called Mr. Dawson by his first name. I had no idea he knew any of La Aquelarre.
“That all stopped when your grandmother died. Luciana has a thing against the wolves…I know some people, like Meredith, kept in contact with the coven, but most of them hate us. Really, truly hate us. Luciana’s instilled that in them, and that’s only escalated since I bit you.”
He was totally backing up what Mom said, but that didn’t change what I needed to do. No matter how bad or dangerous this Luciana was, I had to ask the coven for help. Why didn’t they get that Meredith’s life was worth the risk?
I cracked my knuckles as I took in what he’d said. “So, they’re holding a grudge?”
“That’s putting it mi
