Twenty-three
Iris Miller
Malaki went to The Immortals Council meeting without me. I went to class, I hung out with my friends, I studied and I tried to act normal. I expected to run into James every day or get a text from him or a call, anything asking about what had happened the night I left the event. But I hadn’t heard from him or seen him in class.
“Are you okay?” Celestine asked. “You look like you’re worried about something.”
“I just found out I have a soulmate that is a werewolf. A werewolf that has decided to actually lock me in his room and throw away the key. Yes, I’m annoyed. Do you know how much I’ve thought about just secretly moving my stuff into my dorm room?” I said. “On a scale from one to werewolf how angry do you think he would be if I did that?”
Celestine laugh
