CHAPTER 22
MAEI stared through the glass window and watched that stalker wolf shift into a magnificent beast and sprint into the woods at lightning speed, his blond fur blowing in the wind.
Who was he? And how had he known my name? Dad had said it at the restaurant, but how’d he remember it?
“Last stop!” the bus driver called, eyeing me through the rearview mirror.
Groaning, I walked to the front of the bus and assured the driver that I hadn’t gotten my blood all over the seats. Then, I retreated down the stairs and stepped off into the most run-down part of Witver, where graffiti covered the sidewalks and cracked windows covered all the bars.
I nervously walked back in the direction the bus had come from, not knowing how to get home from here, with tears streaming down my face and dr
