She heard the words he said, but they didn’t make sense to her. It was as if he was speaking another language, and she just stared at him dumbfounded. He couldn’t mean it. He couldn’t be the council. She knew that they were led by a group of supernatural beings, powerful beings. Usually, werewolves were not part of that, since they didn’t have the same kind of lifespan as vampires or witches.
Werewolves were perfect soldiers. They were strong and loyal. But she had never heard of a werewolf being part of the head of the council, especially someone as young as Caleb. None of this made sense, not even a little bit. His powers were magnificent and probably even dangerous if abused, but he couldn’t control an entire mechanism like the High Court. That’s just plain impossible.
As Luna tried t
