Francium looked resigned, but he didn’t say much else. He got up and led me out of the house. Francia followed close behind. We walked beyond the tree line into the woods. I kept close, knowing how easy it would be for him to lose me and start the chase again. The trees rustled and seemed to change around us, but Francium didn’t disappear.
“You have powers?” I asked. “Illusion?”
“Not yet,” he said. “I haven’t… I’m not done turning yet, I guess you could say.”
I narrowed my eyes at him. “And what are you planning to do when you are? You know they’re making plans to take over the werewolf world.”
He stopped and looked back at me. “Tell me what favors the werewolf world has done for me.”
Francia hurried and stepped between us. “I don’t think right now is the time to debate such a thing.
