Chapter Nine
The truth that she had been hiding away from.
Mint Hearst’s Point of View
The clock chimed softly, making me frown.
I have stopped reading my book from the second that I have I was finally aware of the time. Like always, it felt like everything was beyond my capability whenever I would hold a book. I feel like I have a shield when it’s under my nose. Travelling to another world, one that is foreign to the werewolves have always given me some sort of happiness.
Humans are always curious to the world of the werewolves.
I have my fair share of reading the fiction side of the human realm, where I would find my kind labeled as nothing but a fragment of imagination. Seeing our kind come back to life with two leads makes me chuckle. To us, humans are really hard
