Alison POV
At work the next day, the kids helped me ease my mind a little. As I said they are my therapy, I've been scared all weekend thinking about the fact that I had kissed a wolf and I was even afraid that he knew where I lived. What if he showed up one day and ate me up? Honestly, I've been having nightmares ever since that night with Mr. Vandyke and those wolves in the groves.
"What's up with you Al?" Roberta read my mood and asked. I signed and helped little Erin fix his Legos as we sat on the puzzle mat.
"I think I just discovered something that has turned my world upside down," I replied.
"What?" Roberta furrowed her eyebrows as she paced the nursery, rocking little Steph to sleep.
"Before I say anything, let me ask you this; do you believe in werewolves?" I asked her expec
