**Samantha**
I walked into Christopher’s room and sat on the couch. I could feel a heaviness coming on. The same heaviness that I had not felt since my youth. My mother always told me it was a bad feeling and to never tell anyone about it. For years now I had hidden it from everyone around me, often just saying I was “distracted” or space out to throw off the illusion of anything more.
That bracelet was magic or had magic traits. I saw it and felt it. Who were those two people in my vision and why did they want Hayden to become a wolf? Question after question exploded into my mind. I lied back on the couch irritated but the overload of questions and zero answers, as Christopher walked through the door.
“Can we talk?” His voice sounded defeated and guilty.
“Sure, what is it this tim
