RILEY
She knew, and she didn’t tell me.
“Why? How—” I couldn’t form the sentence to ask her. Margret looked at me, and her face softened. She understood what I was asking.
“Riley, Logan is a werewolf.”
That confirms it. I wasn’t losing my marbles. “Well, everyone here is.”
What the hell?
My eyes widened as she continued to tell me more. “Forest Valley is the name of the pack the werewolves named after we lost everything.” There was a hint of sadness, but she mustered through and explained more.
“We came here after an attack happened on our old territory. We held many meetings regarding this place and its purpose until everyone agreed to open it up to tourists about three years ago.”
Margret’s eyes lingered on me for a moment before she sighed. “I wanted to tell you about them, abo
