Principal Morrigan
Keturah's laughter continued to fill the room, her body shaking with mirth as she moved to and fro with the strange bottle.
I watched her in awe, wondering how she managed to scare the hell out of Brielle. I was never scared of her, not even the first time I saw her. But that was a long long time ago when young werewolves went for battle and returned with heads of strange creatures.
When the Sentinels were in their prime.
"What's in the bottle Keturah?" I asked her, my voice barely above a whisper. Her laughter continued, more like she didn't hear what I asked. "What's in the bottle?!" I asked again, this time in a loud voice.
Her voice suddenly died down and she gazed at me with a mischievous glint in her eye. "Dearest Principal Morrigan," she called as she des
