CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
“Mrs. Carter, can I ask you a question?” I paused mid-way of skipping through the biology textbook I had. The library surprisingly had a few more members than usual, which was actually a great thing.
“What is it child?”
“You are not one of my kind and you don’t scream supernatural either. So what exactly is your role in this crazy world?”
She sighed, putting away her reading glasses,” I’m part of the council, representing the humans, probably as a curtsey but my actual role has been overlooked. My family, for generations, has been allies with the werewolves, making sure that there was peace between the underworld creatures and the people of the town. We kept information regarding all your people and more often than not, your people would turn to us for advi
