Chapter 38

I stare at Lady Blaire, my face passive, I hope, while my wolf whines softly and cowers away under her gaze. “Don’t be afraid, Suri,” Blaire addresses my wolf directly.

Agatha did the same with Kane. She knew his wolf’s name. “How do you know her name?” I ask, genuinely curious.

“It’s here--” she taps the side of her head --“in your mind. Written like a tattoo.”

“Oh.”

“You can do it too. It’s not difficult for someone with your gifts.”

“No. I think life should hold a little mystery. What are you going to do to her?”

“Nothing. No one else knows, but I caution you to go far away on the full moon, so no one finds out.”

I relax a little. “Agatha said you’ll rip my wolf out--”

“Agatha? The old witch that lives in the Lycan forest?”

“Yes,” I say softly.

Blaire nods. “That’s how we did it in the past, but I’ve learned that separating the witch from the wolf has a…detrimental effect on the witch. I’m not risking it, Willow. I want to retire, live the last few years I have left in pea