Chapter 112

Nina

I made my way back to my dorm that night after Enzo drove me home and stashed the strange photograph in my bedside table. Lori and Jessica were already fast asleep, but I was kept awake for a long time as I puzzled over the photograph and the events of the past day; Veronica's untimely and unnecessary death, Ronan's wolf form, and the history of the Crescents and the Fullmoons. Enzo's father had not only informed me that some 'war', whatever that meant, between the two werewolf factions was looming over this small town, but Enzo also told me that he thought that I might be a werewolf myself.

Between all of those things and the strangely familiar pattern in the photograph, it felt as though my entire world had been turned upside down for the millionth time since the beginning of the semester.