The words “who dunnit?” raced around my mind while I looked around the room. Flavius was sitting at what became the head of the table by virtue of his presence. Allison Rollins, his supposed lover, was to his right, her hair so startlingly straight I was shocked it moved at all. The seat on her o...
I mean, I had no idea how other people would handle being told the cute little kiddie werewolf they just met was their half-brother, but until someone handed me the manual, I was going to make it up as I went along. As usual. For some reason, that thought bothered me more than it should have. May...