"But seriously! What kind of a werewolf sleeps comfortably with that much silver at arm's length!"
Both Monica and Ben kept asking me questions and then waited as if they'd get an answer.
"... She's right, the purebloods messed with your head all over again yesterday, didn't they… we can't mind link you anymore,"
This was good news. It sounded as if they took yesterday's events as more victimization, and playing the victim card was the best choice I had if I wanted to stay undercover.
I nodded vigorously at him. And he nodded back before crouching next to me.
"Listen carefully now, your cousin is here…" he hissed the words out, his voice was low.
It took me a few seconds to put two and two together.
Sophia?
No. It couldn't be.
Sophia was...
…Did this guy have other cousins?
"They have one hell of a story, as in…" he gestured with his hand for me to come closer, so I leaned forward, "…their story is unbelievable…" He whispered the final part anxiously.
