Jocelyn
Penelope clung to me right before they left and I still felt it, deep in my chest. The look of fear in her eyes was enough to tell me that she wasn't going to be okay. That what she saw from Wes wasn't going to disappear any time soon and maybe that would be a bad thing.
Wes and I stayed home for the rest of the day, watching the door and jumping anytime there was any noise that wasn't made by us.
That evening, when there was a knock on the front door, I jumped so hard and clutched my mace in my hand, my knuckles turning white. I was scared. That man, even though he was human, looked like he could kill me if we weren't careful. Wes moved to the door and peered through the peephole and his shoulders sagged in relief.
"It's just Calvin."
He opened the front door and Calvin stepp
