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“Get out!” she shouted.
“I’ll go. But just so you know, if you don’t tell her tonight, I will open her eyes—”
“If you dare—”
“Oh, I already did.”
“You what?”
“Yeah. But she thinks that her mother would’ve told her if that was true. She said her mother doesn’t believe in werewolves. What do you think would happen if next full moon she finds herself standing on four furry legs?”
“She wouldn’t.” She whispered, her eyes filling with tears.
“It is going to happen, Ms. Marshall. You can’t make it go away.”
“I need you to leave,” she squeezed out the words, her voice in pieces.
I crossed the kitchen, opened the front door, and before walking out, glanced back at her.
“Tonight. She needs to hear it from you. And she needs to be prepared for what’s coming.”
ChapterFive
SPENCER
The moment I saw Brian waiting for me next to my locker, I regretted not taking Mom’s advice and staying home. I was already exhausted after the sleepless night spent in pain and dealing with him right now was one thing too much.
“Hi, babe.”
I pushed him away as he bowed his head to kiss me.
“Don’t call me that.” I opened the locker door, covering his annoyed face with it.
“I said I’m sorry.” He walked around me.
“Like I haven’t heard that too many times before. I won’t let you treat me like that anymore.” I pulled out my history book, shut the locker door, and headed to the classroom.
“What did you expect, Spence?” He caught up with me. “You ditched me to go out with another guy.”
“I didn’t even know I was going to see him when you called.” I stopped. “You think that’s why I didn’t want to see you? Brian,” I stared at him, “do you even understand what you did wrong? Repeatedly? Or do you hope the wordsI’m sorrywill jump-start some amnesia and make me forget what happened?”
“Spence, you have to stay away from that guy. You saw what he . . . He’s dangerous.”
I smirked. “No, to me, he is not. But if I were you, I would watch my actions.” Walking away, I added, “And maybe stay inside after the dark.”
I could feel his stare on my back as I walked away.
During the lunch break, Alex bombarded me with questions about my quarrel with Brian, and I told her what happened at the party and last night, mentioning Finn, but skipping the details about him.
Alex stopped chewing her salad.
“So you’re saying that Brian attacked the guy, and the guy beat him?”
“More like brushed him off. There wasn’t much of a fight. Thank God,” I rolled my eyes.
“Brushed off Brian? You’re fucking kidding,” she giggled. “Is the guy handsome? Are you going to break up with Brian? If not, can I meet the guy? What’s his name?” she spat out the questions in one breath.
“Alex, chill. You’re like popcorn kernels on the stove.” I took a sip of my orange juice. “He’s not local. He’s just passing through.”
