Wolfborn
Tyce put his palms down on the table.
"Gigi, let me see your hand," Sybil said to me. I handed it to her, unable to speak. After a minute, she said, "Yes, well, the wolf is definitely persistent. She is desperate to come back and is still in the same place she was last time, waiting to pass through the veil. I often find that persistence of this sort has a motive. A strong motive. She wants something."
"Like what?" Tyce asked.
"Let me see your hand, my handsome werewolf friend."
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