“That explains a lot,” I mutter. “Like how she could blame me for not being able to shift when she never taught me how.”
she never taught me how“Why do you think she would do that?” Luke asks. “Apart from her being crazy, of course.”
“My only purpose was to breed,” I reply. “She was too old to carry Alex’s child, so it became my job. You can think I’m horrible if you want, but I’m glad they’re both dead.”
Luke slips his arm around me again.
A yelp drags our attention from our conversation to the bottom of the hill, where a large Newfoundland dog has charged Sarah and pinned her to the ground. His paws straddle her body. She snarls and bites his leg.
A low growl rumbles through the huge dog.
“s**t,” Luke mutters, dropping my hand. Ravi runs forward, shouting and hurling stones. Sadly,
