I pulled my knees up to my chest. I could smell the scent of Michael’s blood on my hands. I stare down at them. Red stained. Blood drying and cracking from the movement of my hands. How had everything gone so wrong in such a few days time? Three days ago, I was a human girl. A hunter looking to make her family proud. Now, I was a werewolf. One who couldn’t even call on her wolf to save her friend. I wrapped my arms around my legs and rested my forehead on my knees.
The car ride to the diner was quiet. With the exception of Nikki and Parker’s low cries in the backseat. Parker held Nikki in his arms as they consoled each other. I half expected Liv to say something, anything, the whole time, but she sat quietly. Focusing on the road. It was unlike her, but after what
