BRICE
The silence after my question stretched longer than it should have. “Alright,” I said again, running a hand through my hair. “Can someone tell me what the hell just happened?” Neither Keisha nor Nala answered right away. They exchanged a look. One of those silent conversations people have when they think the other person in the room shouldn’t be included. That alone irritated me. Finally, Keisha leaned forward, resting her elbows on her knees. “I spoke to my abuela,” she said. My brows furrowed. “Your grandmother?” Keisha nodded. “She knows things. Family history… supernatural history.” That didn’t exactly make me feel better. “And?” I asked impatiently. Keisha exhaled slowly before continuing.
“She told me about Lycans.” The word hung heavily in the air. “Lycans aren’t just strong
