Chapter 137
- "No." I locked the locket and got it back on my neck before she could ask if she can marry him.
- "Come on y'all, she's a good werewolf and she smells nice too." They all came as she beckoned at them and I saw Orian heave a sigh of relief as they all trooped towards me asking a lot of questions.
- "I guess Uncle Hector lied then." One of them touched my hair, "I like your hair."