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*Sophia’s POV*

It was the night after Danny’s revelation. I was still trying to process it all. Part of me wondering if it was all part of some elaborate prank. Although now I had seen evidence, this was unlikely. Painting and drawing had always helped me process things, so I decided to sketch while I went through again, the conversation I had had with Danny.

After he had told me what he was, or at least what he’d claimed to be, I had experienced the most bizarre combination of emotions. Firstly, I’d wanted to laugh. Werewolf? Was this a joke? I was pretty sure I wasn’t in a spin off of Twilight, so what on earth was he going on about? When I realised, he’d been serious, I felt a little afraid. If this man was mad enough to believe he was a mythological creature, then he was dangerous to be around. As he’d explained the concept of his Alpha status and how his pack was called