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......... Enya ......... “Harlow is a wolf.” “No, she’s not. My-” I start to say but feel Harlow’s hand on mine, causing me to look down at her as she tries to sit upright. “It's true, Enya,” she says with a broken voice, confusing me. What is she talking about? “She says you are a wolf Harlow but-” “-I am,” “What? What are you talking about? You’re not a wolf-” “-I am, Enya,” she says, causing me to frown, even more confused as she sits upright, wincing in pain. “I have a wolf, like you.” “What? How? That’s impossible. You are a human… aren’t you?” “No, I thought I was, but I was wrong. I’m a werewolf, Enya. I’m one of you. I-I just got my wolf late,” she says, shocking me. “When did you find out? Why didn’t you know, Harlow? I don’t understand. You freaked out when Arlo told