Genevieve:
"I'm sorry, say it again?" Emre shook his head to ensure he heard me correctly. I had asked them to step outside into the woods, where Wolvin had chosen to chop wood for our discussion.
I was certain that Wolvin was missing the wilderness. He had mentioned many times that this place wasn't where he wanted to stay. So, I didn't object when he expressed his desire to go chop some wood.
However, at the same time, I had brought up the subject of Monique and her ability to see what we couldn't see, especially the most messed-up scenarios in my life.
"Monique said that if I didn't reject you all, you guys would die," I repeated my statement, observing my mates gathering around Wolvin and gazing at me.
"How?" Caspian asked, folding his arms across his chest.
"I don't know. She di
