“How are you feeling?” Iselyn asks, taking a seat beside me on the worn fallen tree trunk. “I’m fine,” I nod while digging my bare feet deeper into the sand and rocks. Letting the whistling wind, splashing water and the chilling breeze coming off of it, calm me down. “You?”She looks up at the darkening sky and sighs. “It’s called a curse for a reason, Mal. We knew this day would come.”“Still,” I shrug my shoulders, and let my gaze roam over the rolling waves. “Aren’t you worried?”Tonight is the first time Iselyn and I will have to endure the full force of the full moon… Without the help of wolfsbane. Which means tonight, we will have no control over our wolf selves. “About what?” “Being a ripper,” I clarify softly, almost not wanting to say it out loud. “Well, true, I should be worried about that. With my hot temper and all,” she laughs and fans herself with her hand. “We’ll be okay. We’re way out here and if we turn far enough out it should be fine.”“Yeah,” I nod. Ugh, here m
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