While Lawrence and I were training on how to control the power of the werewolf, I received a phone call from Madison.
I felt very guilty when I saw Madison's name. After all, Madison was a hunter. She had no mercy for werewolves, and I was now turning into the person she hated the most.
I gestured for Lawrence to keep silent and turned to answer Madison's phone.
"Madison."
Madison's voice came through on the other end of the line, "Hi, Eleanor, how are you?"
I hadn't heard a call from Madison since what happened in Bristol. I had no idea what she was doing these days. But, being a hunter... Madison once said that the town we used to live in had a particularly high number of werewolf cases lately.
I replied, "I am fine. How about you?"
Madison's voice sounded very pleasant. She said,
