The SUV approached Shane’s house, where the party was held, and it was all I could do not to sigh. I didn’t want to be here and I didn’t understand why my parents would want me to go so badly.
“You don’t look very pleased to be here,” Aiden told me sympathetically, stating the obvious.
I gave him a pointed look before saying, “This is a werewolf party, and last time I checked I was not one.”
“Right,” he muttered under his breath.
“I’m not sure why my dad insisted that I came,” I carried on, uncaring of his input.
“He’s probably trying to lift your spirits,” he told me with a shrug. “After what he did, I think it’s only fair.”
“Why? What did he do?” I asked, head tilted to the side in puzzlement.
I was intrigued. What was Aiden hinting at? What did this werewolf know?
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