REMY
I looked at my mom as she hovered in the doorway, waiting for my answer. I shook my head. “Not really. What’s up?”
“Can we talk?” she asked.
I shrugged, knowing there was no point in having any conversation with her. It wasn’t like she was going to be honest with me anyway.
“Daniel mentioned you had some questions for him about blood moons,” she said, fishing for me to give her an explanation.
“Yep.” I popped the “p” sound as I spoke. She hadn’t been honest with me recently, so I didn’t feel like I owed her anything.
“Any reason you're interested in them suddenly?” She scanned my face for something, and I just stared directly back at her, unsure of what she was looking for.
“Blood Moons make werewolves and sorcerers more powerful. Since I am both, I just thought it would be go
