Thorn.
“I grazed him by the neck, his blood was normal.” I say to Adrien, who stands acrosss the table of my office. We are going back to the scene of yesterday night and everything that took place. It was successful but the red wolves keep multiplying in number and we have to defeat them at once.
“I didn’t know it was possible for a wolf to take silver poison without dying. After Brad, I did some research to be sure…” Adrien says and I look at him in confusion.
“What do you mean after Brad? What happened to Brad?” I ask and Adrien bows his head as if he has regretted saying something or as if he didn’t mean to say it.
Adrien’s eye darts around nervously, searching for a way to retract his statement, but it hangs in the air, causing an awkward silence to descend upon the room.
“I was
