She ignores me and steps closer. She’s small, but there’s something about the way she moves. Confident. Certain.
“I’m not a normal human in crescent hollow,” she says.
My pulse spikes. “This isn’t funny.”
“I’m not joking,” she replies.
I stare at her, searching her face for signs of lying or confusion but I find none.
“An Alpha?” I repeat slowly despite knowing what she means but then there were several Alphas in crescent Hollow “So like… what? A leader? A title?”
She shakes her head. “No, I'm a werewolf.”
The room feels like it tilts.
“Huh? Then you ran into my car purposely?” I whisper.
I let out a short, disbelieving laugh. “Okay. You hit your head. That explains it.”
She watches me calmly. “You don’t believe me.”
“Of course I don’t,” I say. “You’re a child.”
“And you’re mar
