The Lycans Nextdoor
And then there was me.
“Don’t worry, I’m scared too,” Bran said, reading my mind.
“We can’t make her accept all this. If she says no once, it’s over. Completely,” I said, feeling my chest tighten.
Fuck.
“No, don’t say that. Everything is going to be fine,” he said, already getting defensive. He left then, not wanting to talk about the possibility of Max rejecting us anymore.
I was just being logical. Elodie is different from Max. Max isn't going to take this well; no one would. I can’t imagine what it feels like to be told there are people who shape-shift into beasts and that you’re paranormally tied to three of them.