Her body is strung taut. We’ve called her name repeatedly, but she hasn’t responded. She acts like she’s going to murder her parents, and we can’t have that no matter how much they fucking deserve it. I’ve shaken her shoulders, but she stands stock-still like a statue made of granite. “You will tell Camp that I was born half-witch and half-wolf. You will tell him that I changed on my own, that it is ridiculous to think I got bit by wolves and changed. You will tell them that you support me and my family. You will order Camp to leave us alone on my behalf. Do you understand?”Kenly’s parents stand there in some sort of trance, listening to what she says, I think, but I have no fucking clue. Their eyes are glazed over and their lips parted, each wearing the same expression. The room is filled with a wicked presence. What is going on?“Kenly!” I bark, this time loudly, and a small jolt shakes Kenly’s shoulder. “Kenly!” Another jump and she turns around to me, the color drained from her face.
