“So the shadows, the ones talking to me, they can’t be trusted?” I asked, thinking of my brother, who had said the opposite.
I grew uneasy at the idea of him saying yes to them and needed to find out what that meant without telling them that he had.
I trusted them to an extent, but I wasn’t delusional. I knew the wolves would protect themselves, and if they knew my brother was walking around with the shadows inside him, they’d probably do something I couldn’t forgive them for.
I didn’t want to get to that point without knowing what it meant.
“No. Not those ones. Trust yourself; the ones you have will protect you. They called to me when they felt the others trying to get in, but you have to be more aware if they appear to you, Lorelai.
“They are leeches. The longer you talk to the
