CHAPTER FIFTY FOUR
It was eight when we arrived back in town, a couple intentionally missed calls from my mum and Thomas on the screen of my phone. Now that I was here, it was easy to notice the dreadful tension hanging around town. People walked around, minding their own business; some rushing home in hurry while balancing their work suitcases, handbags and even groceries. Yet, there was the inevitable tension suffocating the air.
“I can’t say I’ve missed the wolves and their self-righteous,” Greta scoffed. She was sandwiched between Leon and Chase, much to the dismay of both of them.
“You are just here to help us contain my brother until we find his demon master,” I said. It was a painful decision and as selfish as that sounded, I was willing to take a risk with his life, if I
