Chapter 7NOELLE CAME TO ON MA's flowered couch. An ice pack wrapped in a dishtowel laid on top of her head. In the kitchen, Ma stood at the stove stirring and humming.
“Ma?”
A quick scurry of feet, then Ma hovered above her. “Good morning, sunshine.”
Uh-oh. Ma's voice carried a fake sing-song tone. The same tone she'd heard earlier in the day when Ma told her she'd cheated on Dad.
Noelle sat up. She tossed the ice pack aside as soon as it registered that she wasn't injured. She was sure as s**t pissed though. A flashback of Derek's bloody body on the bathroom floor snapped her out of slow motion. They promised they wouldn't, but they did. f*****g werewolves stole her son right under her nose. There was gonna be hell to pay.
“Where's my phone?” she barked at Ma.
“It got broken in the
