Klaus Books Novels & Stories

Klaus said during the trip home. “I have nothing to say,” I replied sternly. “You do believe me, right?” “It doesn’t matter what I believe,” I replied, “and I’d very much like to be left alone.” Indeed, I wasn’t sure what to believe. The Klaus I knew wouldn’t endanger the pack because of some random girl he pitied. And he was definitely not superstitious enough to do what he did because he believed in some strange prophecy from a goddess. There had to be something I was missing.