AMBER.
We sat in the kitchen eating breakfast, and Becky was telling me her theory about me being the silver wolf. She said that it would explain Mary leaving me the book. She told me about a werewolf called Joseph, who was apparently one of these special wolves, and he’d won a war with vampires. My head was still swimming with all of this when the door knocked.
Tanya greeted me cheerfully as she entered. She didn’t look overly pleased to see Becky here again. She sat down and pulled another small bottle of potion from her bag. “Time for your second dose” she said. “Same possible side effects as last time, nausea, dizziness, etc. You may find that things get a little bit more intense this time.” She informed me. I nodded and swallowed it in one.
I was working the lunch shift today an
