Chapter 16

~MARIA'S POV~

*FLASHBACK*

My studies on supernatural creatures had brought me here, to this small American town which is said to be home to werewolves. 

My mother had always scolded me for having an overactive imagination. She was a realist, and she felt it ridiculous that the village in Rome where I grew up had such beliefs and even harbored an antipathy toward such creatures.

No, werewolves don't exist.

There are no vampires. She would say to my never ending questions.

Unlike the parents of other children, she never once mentioned to me that Santa Claus came down the chimney to bring me gifts for Christmas. She always told me she had bought them herself.