Demir
I stare at her like it’s the first time I’ve ever seen her. Geneva can’t be serious right now, can she?
But as I take in her big blue eyes, filled with fear and worry, as I think about the way she’s been acting ever since she did that spell, and St. Claire’s warning on his way out…
“What… what do you mean?” I mumble, confused, battling with the anger that starts to bubble inside me.
“Exactly what I said,” she replies with an ashen tone. “We reached out to the alpha, and we landed at your house, inside your kid’s head. He was drawing a picture of his family and he was getting antsy because he couldn’t decide whether he should draw you with a beard or not. He wasn’t sure if you had one right now…”
My heart sinks to my feet. I let go of her like I’ve been burned, and I completely
