Chapter Thirty Eight

"Luna.....". She chokes out, her eyes widened in panic. "...I...I can explain I promise". I let her go to fall to the floor in a raggedy heap, the anger simmering in my veins.

"Then you better do". I snarl. She scrambles to her knees and bring her hands together in a pleading motion. I stare down at her coldly, unwilling to allow myself feel any shred of emotion for this woman.

"It's not what it looks like. She....". She glances over at the girl and in that moment, I can swear I see the wheels churning in her head as she thinks of a lie. "... she's a possessed child. We've always had to go to extreme measures to keep her in check.....".

"You better think of a better lie before I lose all willingness to even listen to you". I spit out menacingly. Possessions aren't common in the werewolf world, they hardly ever happen and when they do, they are not often bad spirits. The possession process is the one which leads to the emergence of sages in packs, wise men and women who are in tune w