Calla’s POV

Jake and Luna came into my room about an hour after Kane had left, both looking determined and carrying what seemed to be coffee.

“Time for Werewolf 101,” Luna announced, taking a seat beside my bed while Jake leaned casually against the doorframe. “You need to know what’s going on, and we’re tired of watching you trying to figure it out on your own.”

I gratefully accepted the coffee, enjoying its warmth. “So, where do we begin?”

Jake replied, “At the very ...