yes. My surroundings blur then slowly straighten back up, nearly making me dizzy. A car passes by then, so very

oices. The day passes slowly. At lunch, I spot Vivian and her friends. She looks as if she wants

friendships seemed so shallow and meaningless—the few frien

t get away with giving me extra waffles anymore, not when I can barely finish the first one. My grades are dropping as I constantl

Waindale consisted of rain and clouds and more rain, but today the clouds are white and the sun shines through them. I glance up

tly, and suddenly I know it is not a statue. Clenching my jaw, I steadily turn away and carefully take a step, then another, and another. I can feel its eyes

other people or a passing car, but I'm alone. My eyes begin

letely on muscle memory to set down my bag, take off my shoes, and enter the kitchen. Grandma is the

ly, she turns. "Wrenley? D

land on her worried face. "I-I

really a lie. In the car, she brings up the option of seeing a doctor. If my lack of sleep and other issues are causing this much

ront of me. I halt and suck in a breath. When my lips part, ready to mutter what

wn a quiet hallway. "I'm going to get into so much tro

s goin

saw a wolf in the forest yesterd

ng my arms ar

u tell

ng much lately. I thought I was hallucinating or something.

nches before she s

"Uh, what? Sorry

me. I was

ing a word she's saying. I didn't take Vivian

and Imogen and Eli—we're not human. Not really. Well, sometimes. Most of the time

ater and say

, making me reconsider my decision to follow her.

h and say, "So you guys pretend to

in hers. "No, Wrenley. We don't pretend.

a human. I mean, you guys can do whatever you want, but you d

she mumbles. "You want me to prove it? Is that wh

vian. I have to go

appears at the end of a hall. Feeling uncomfortable but curious at the same time, I go along with it and wonder what in the hel

es in silence. Once we're buried deep enough, Vivian spins around and

t have to do this," I tell her, aga

g and dropping what is supposedly her clothes to the ground. "O

king down at me is the face of a wolf. Not even a second later a scream bursts from my throat and I tumble backward, fal

shout. "Vi

t puncturing my flesh or ripping my head off, I open them. Vivia

scoot back again and clambe

werewolf! And I told

n't just happen." Vivian swiftly dresses herself while trying to calm me down. "This isn't real. This

lly happeni

o—that's i

owed you t

. "How did you do it?

no trick. I'm a werewolf. D

ag against my chest. "Why is thi

going to find ou

nothing. Part of me is attempting to digest this, but

ell anyone that you know, okay? Not Imogen or E

actually a werewolf. Then why are

about him,

low. "

ce it all together. What is it that gave hints

Vivian?

what triggered

I started working at the diner because I know you guys are keeping secrets—secrets about your friends or the

r. "There was a sh

A men's large. F

of her lips twitch upward. "And did it

my lips

t it?" She ask

nly thing that makes any sense is that the th

dark thing? What ar

s a wolf. It's not brown, though. It's black, really dark. It has yellow eyes. It's in my dreams too. I t

her mouth with her hand. "I knew it," she says,

ave you guys been

head. "It's not

"What's going on? Why is he watching me?

nd thinks f

via

nto mine. "Oh, I am so going t