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I shrug. “Okay, I like her.” she points to me and looks at Rhea. “I’m Veronica by the way. Veronica Ryan. Grade B.” “Grade?” I raise a brow, confused. “A Grade basically tells how dangerous a person is. And before you ask, the difference between A’s and B’s is that A’s have committed murder.” “But mine is asterisked?” “It’s never been given before but I’m guessing it means numerous counts of murder.” Yeah. That makes sense.

POV Ruby "I can do this. I can do this. I HAVE to do this." I mumbled to myself as I wobbled out of my room. It was late or early, depending on your point of view. I had managed to send them all home a few minutes ago. Mom, Slivia and Cassy all wanted to spend the night but I had argued and Varg drove them home with promises that they would be back in a few hours. I knew that I had to be quick but I needed to see it. To be sure.

I pressed my lips together, seeing our driver exit his side and make way to the front of the door. I giggled lightly, knowing what it meant. He wasn’t in that car. Of course, he wasn’t; that vampire never showed up here before dark. My attention went back to my garden, my mind carelessly busy as I tilled the soil. “Mrs. Ballard?” I heard his voice,

“In the case of this mystery Friend VR I think his disconnect is easily solvable then. I think a therapy designed to realign he and his wolf, where he discusses and accepts the behaviour that led to the witches’ actions. I think all that young man and his wolf needs is to be more self-aware and discover personal responsibility. I have a friend, Joanna Ridell, she is a psychologist and she specialises in humanistic therapy which is exactly what he needs. She lives in the Kingdom near the shopping distric

Violently if necessary. Hail be damned.

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