(Almira’s POV)
Despite Rich’s disapproval, I still returned to America. I said my farewell to the twins, also to my parents. They told me to be careful, but didn't stop me.
They said that they can't stop me if I really think that I could help save those werewolves.
I know that Rich is mad at me for leaving again, but I know that he’ll always choose to understand me. That's what he always does. And I really do hope that he still does this time because I don't know what else to do if he leaves me hanging, too.
My flight landed in New York and almost immediately, I was greeted by members of the werewolf council.
“Miss Almira Sinclair?” they confirmed as they greeted me in the airport. I looked at the three of them. Two women and one man.
One of them looks old. He must be an Elder of the
