“I asked around, no one told me they were metas!” I exclaimed.
Pixie gave me a look that was both annoyed and sad.
“If you checked with the wolves, I don’t see what’s surprising. We know almost every meta wolf, but the reverse isn’t true. They think about us even less than humans.”
I frowned.
“That’s appalling.”
A curious laugh escaped her lips.
“No kidding, Beth. But why are you interested in this story? In general, wolves don’t care about dogs.”
I gently shook my head.
“I don’t know myself, Pixie. I just have this intuition that...”
My sentence ended with a shrug.
Pixie stared at me for a brief moment, then, after another wave of her hand indicating that she was leaving, the meta joined Harvey who was patiently waiting for her.
The next second, the old vehicle started with dea
