Forty-nine:
Larissa Hubert
Larissa paced back and forth in her small cabin. Deacon sat calmly on the couch, watching her.
“Can you stop, please?” he asked. “You’re making me anxious just watching you.”
Larissa turned to glare at him. “You should be anxious. You’re about to be interviewed by the Thayer brothers to determine whether or not you killed Ellery’s brother. Wolf law dictates that they should hand you over to The Pack Council, to allow for the King of Wolves to decide your fate. You might be dead, Deacon. What part of that do you not understand?”
Deacon shrugged. “I understand my fate fine. I’ve been haunted by killing Tom Corbin for months, and I didn’t know how to make sense of it. I will take whatever fate they give me. I don’t want to be a werewolf. Especially if I ca
