Chapter 11

I stare down at the dead body for what feels like decades. Someone is screaming, and Hayden taps me on the shoulder, nodding at Lucy with darkened eyes.

"Your grandmother will probably arrive shortly. You should tell Lucy to hide in your room or something—she won't be happy he isn't inside his mirror."

My eyes flick over to Lucy, who smiles at me from under my hair. "Call me when I'm needed."

"I will."

Lucy spreads his bat-like wings and takes off, leaving me together with Hayden and Hayley.

"Where is your grandmother?" Hayley whispers through her clenched teeth. "This is getting out of hand..."

I nod, silently agreeing with her.

People have formed a crowd around the dead person, and someone has pulled out their iPhone and is posing with the body—making me grimace and wish them dead. How disrespectful can a person be?

It's one guy belonging to the fire students, probably a werewolf. He is sitting down on his knees a