“Does she head out often?” Clara asked to take some weight from Evelyn’s shoulders.
“Every couple of days,” Evelyn said. “She’s not big on confinement.”
Werewolves rarely were. Those captured by The Tower ended up wasting away to nothing. Most died without divulging any information… they can barely be contained during a full-moon…
“I’m surprised she stuck around,” Clara said.
Evelyn’s smile faded for a fraction of a second. That was followed by glitch, where the vampire appeared to be facing in two directions at once.
“Julia felt—feels that she owes you her life,” Evelyn said.

Disclaimer: This novel is an work in progress and readers may encounter grammatical errors and inconsistencies. Please view this a draft and not a published work.
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