Chapter Eighteen

Sitting on the bed, I placed my head in my hands. My mind felt like it was racing with so much information. Everything I had grown to know now meant nothing. The people back in the village I had grown to love and some hate, had all been hiding something. None of them was who I thought they were, and it made me question if Matthew was one of them too. I knew Matthew had been taken back to the village, and I could only pray he wasn't planning to come to find me. If he did, I was worried my childhood friend would turn out to be like the rest of the people who filled this place.

Thinking back to Gabriel's words, I wondered if my father knew my mother was or could be a werewolf. Just at the mere thought of my father, I felt my heart yearn to see him. I wondered if he knew I was safe or if he too was safe back at the village.

As I continued to sit on the bed in Gabriel's room, I knew what I had to do. I needed to see my father and find out what he knew about my mother. I wasn't sure if he w