“What do you know about werewolves?”
Claudia's gaze drifted upward, her eyes searching the ceiling as if the answer were written there, and she tilted her head before shaking her head. “I don’t know, not much except for those awful series.”
“Hmmm.” Ariel nodded her head, not sure her friend would be able to take what she was going to tell her. “Promise you will not freak out.”
“I don’t know. Should I?”
Ariel only had a comforting smile to give, and she began to download everything she knew—everything that had happened to her—without leaving any stone unturned.
The relief was almost instantaneous—the fact that she had someone to share it with—and the reveling at the anger Claudia felt made her happy that there would always be someone beside her. And she had taken the news well, a littl
