Marabella POV
I laughed at that and nodded. As long as he was happy.
“So is that what you wanted to talk to me about?” I asked, and he shook his head.
“No, we didn’t get to talk before about the shadows and now that you’re going with the wolves, we need to.”
I shuddered at the mention of them, red eyes flashing in my mind.
“You see them too?” I whispered, and he nodded.
“Yeah. See them, hear them. They’re powerful.” He grinned and I shrugged. They could keep their power if it came with the dead feeling I got whenever they were there.
“You talk with them? Like the red eyes?” I asked, and he nodded.
“You see the red eyes at first, but the more you listen to them and interact with them, the more they grow.”
“I don’t want them to grow,” I bit, and he narrowed his eyes.
“You’re going to need them, sister. You’re literally going into the wolves’ den. They may have acted like they give a shit on offerings night, but you are going to be living there, as theirs. Their property, their pet.
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