The Murderer

"Do you think Isadora manage to hear everything we discuss earlier?" Razel asked. Similar to me, all our unified attention was focused on Isadora.

I fixed my eyes on the steering wheels with several thoughts running wild inside my feeble brain. After all, Isadora was also a werewolf like us.

Razel was right. Considering the distance between the house and the car, she could have heard everything we discussed earlier.

But the one thing that intrigued me the most, was why would she run away instead of inviting us to come with her if she plans to save Felise.

Isadora, despite a few months of being with us, my wolf still had no idea what she was up to, what kind of wolf she really is, what is her mission coming into our lives, and why would she claim to be her great great grandmother.

Her story was completely ridiculous and too good to be true. Helping us fulfill the prophecy? Fuck this prophecy. We heard nothing such thing existed. Perhaps she made up that kind o