Mother was holding my hand, dragging me roughly with her as we entered a private room after she made sure it was soundproof.
She shut the door close and locked it. Her breathing was heavy, panic in her eyes as well as fear when she looked at me.
“How did that happen?” She grabbed my shoulders and shook me. “H-how can you let that happen, Kayla?”
“I… I don’t know.” I lied, putting on a sad and worried expression, biting my nails the way I used to see Kayla do whenever she was worried.
“How can you not know? You planned that freaking party. How can something like that slip in and you don’t know how? What would you do if the cops starts digging into this? What if the werewolf association joins in? In front of a whole bunch of people in the higher echelons, that happened. What’s going to
