Tabitha's POV
Sitting in the helicopter, I heard nothing except for the rotor roar outside the window. The cabin was dead quiet.
Perhaps feeling uneasy because of the silence, Mark finally spoke up, "I don't get it. Blood ritual is one of the traditions of us werewolves. We have strong self-healing abilities, so losing a bit of blood isn't a big deal.
"Besides, Holly is your mom. Is giving her a hand that difficult for you?"
Hearing his words, I couldn't help but sneer.
Crystal growled in my mind, "They've hurt us!"
"Yes. I won't forget that," I replied inwardly, kinda reminding myself too.
Then I turned and looked at Mark, scoffing, "Will you be this forgiving towards a werewolf who wants you dead?"
Mark froze.
I continued, "The second Holly chose to save Daphne instead of me, sh
