Emmett
Early in the morning there was a knock on the door. I answered, not recognizing the girl who was on the porch. She bit her lip.
"Uhm, hi, Emmett right?"
I nodded slowly. She had a backpack on her back, and a duffle in her hand. "You are?"
"Jac?"
I turned around to see Felix passing to the living room. He wore a look of shock, surprise, and happiness.
I looked back at the girl—Jac? "You know each other?
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WerewolfWhen Max is sent to spend the summer in small town Kansas with her grandmother, she starts to notice strange things with the town. The oddly placed forest, the obsession with the wolves that live within, and the shot gun crazy citizens. And then the...
