“Meaning?” Clara asked.
“Shit—Sorry.”
Clara’s choice to play on her own ignorance was a subtle reminder that the werewolf was outing herself. That might have changed the tone of their celebrations.
“You weren’t wired right,” Julia said after rolling her tongue three times in her mouth.
“Really?” Clara said, her voice booming out like thunder.
That was an interesting development. Angels did not possess the wrathful god voice. Does that mean Hecate is back?
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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