A knock has my attention snapping to the door and I turn from the window, pulling it shut. I've spent the better part of my morning lost in thought, staring at nothing in particular.
Way better than getting plunged in hot water.
I've been thinking about everything. Dad, Hekate, the truth, the lies...it all seems like a lot.
Though, I'm against my father's idea of forcing a mate on me, I understand his worry.
Hekate had said the curse wouldn't take me. That sentence does mean a lot of things. It won't take me, but it'd take everyone else.
And then what? We'll both rule over a kingdom of dead wolves and lycans?
Goddess forbids it. Though I'm angry at my parents, I love them very much. I cannot imagine my world without them. Or my friends--even if they've all gone on with their lives
