Chapter 77

Troy

The moment we crossed the bridge into the city, a man jumped out in front of the car, waving his arms around like a windmill. "Stop! For God's sake!" he screamed.

I recognised him right away. It was the face of a man I had seen in countless articles. It was the same face as that of the twin Maree boys. The same boys that I hid in an elite human boarding school in a small human town called Suffering.

I had known the inhabitants of Suffering for a long time. I built a strong alliance with them over the years. Living as they did, far removed from the modern world and all the modern scepticism, they were well aware of the existence of the supernatural.

Werewolves weren’t usually allowed in their town, and they cast a powerful anti-werewolf charm around their village, but they let me in and they let the boys in. It was the only place where I felt they’d be completely safe, and it put Quinn’s mind at ease.

Suffering lay mostly hidden in a valley in the shadow of a beautiful snow-ca