Opal
The mad one? I blinked in surprise. The ski of a girl in front of me couldn’t be the mad one. She was just a myth. A tale told to shifter children around the world to scare them into behaving.
The girl sat at the table didn’t look like some big bad boogeyman. She looked harmless.
“Just like Amelia looks harmless right?” The girl plucked my thoughts from my head easily. Like she was picking petals from a flower. It would have been easy for her to delve into my mind and destroy it.
“If I wanted you dead Opal , you would already be lifeless on the floor. We want nothing more than for you to come back home.” She smiled sweetly but I wasn’t fooled. “Your family misses you.”
My family? I had no family but Wren. My father was long dead. Although I couldn’t know that for certain. I ha
