His hateful words pierce me full of holes, but I stand firm.

“What do you mean? What Alpha? Why would you say a thing like that?”

Kent’s eyes flash a warning: Cool it.

It’s not easy. Steam must be coming out of my ears.

My father avoids the question. “Now, you have your dagger, and I’m sure you can get your hands on Wolfsbane somehow.”

“Of course.” I playact a bit. “But isn’t that too obvious? And is it wise to make another ...