Sixty-two:
Larissa Hubert
To say that Deacon’s lessons on being a werewolf weren’t going well was an understatement. Larissa had spent the whole afternoon with a white board trying to explain The Royals, The Pack Society, and The Moon Children Society. Deacon sat on the couch across from her, his face scrunched up in frustration.
“There’s a society of werewolves, but the werewolf society doesn’t have all of the power?” Deacon said. “The werewolf King does?”
“Yes,” said Larissa, “you know how monarchies work right?”
“Obviously,” Deacon told her, “but this doesn’t make any sense. Why is there a Pack Society separate from The Moon Children society? Why not just have the two of them be together?”
Larissa sighed. “Well, you see, the werewolves formed The Pack Society because sometim
