Ivy
"I don't know what game that wolf boy is playing, Ivy, all I know is I want to win. He's hiding something. I talked to my friend from the city council and he says that the wolf is needed for something."
I press my lips together and sit on my hands to keep them from shaking. "Did he say what he's needed for?"
My dad paces in his office and scowls. He takes a puff of his cigar, the pungent scent clogging my nose.
"An experiment of some sort. Has he told you anything?"
I press my lips together and my dad raises his eyebrows. He knows that if I don't answer verbally I'm hiding something. He was always good at reading me. I just didn't want Ronan to be upset with me for telling my dad.
"Yes."
My dad's eyes brighten and he walks to me and squeezes my face with his pointer finger and t
