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hands, creating fists so tight his
knuckles turned white. “With the right training, that is.” Taye put
a hand on his arm and he took a calming breath.
    Jaze stood up. “We’ve got to stop them.”
    Mrs. Carso cleared her throat. “Right now,
you’ve got to go to school.”
    “ But Mom-“
    She shook her head. “As far as we know,
Kaynan is the only one they’ve turned. Until you find out more of
what’s going on, rushing into things headfirst without any
knowledge of what you’re chasing will only create more confusion.
You’ll have time after school to worry about it.” She smiled at
Mouse. “Good morning, dear. Would you like some waffles?”
    I fought back a smile at the same reasoning
my mother used that made so much sense it drove everyone nuts. Jaze
looked like he wanted to argue, then he sighed and grabbed his
backpack from the kitchen floor.
    “ No, ma’am. Thank you,”
Mouse answered her question in a voice barely above a whisper. He
met my eyes for a brief second, then looked away quickly and
fumbled with the zipper on his backpack.
    They left a few minutes later, leaving only
Grace, Mrs. Carso, and I. The house felt empty and smaller without
them.
    “ Well,” Mrs. Carso said in
a motherly tone. “How did you sleep? Was the room
alright?”
    “ It was very comfortable,
thank you,” Grace said with a warm smile. “You’re so kind to open
your home to us.”
    “ It’s what we do,” Jaze’s
mother replied. She gave another smile, but it was tinged with
sadness. “My husband was killed by Hunters, so I know how hard it
is to trust them, but I would trust Meg and Roger with my life.
They’ve saved both Jaze and Jet.”
    Grace nodded and tipped her head toward her
hands in her lap. “It’d be easier if I could see,” she said softly.
“The whole world feels like it’s out to get me.”
    Mrs. Carso touched her arm. “You’ve been
very brave. Not many would hold up so well after what you’ve been
through.” She turned to me. “And I think we have you to thank for
that.”
    I fought back the urge to laugh at the
irony. “I need a drink,” I said without thinking.
    Mrs. Carso looked at me for a moment, then
slid into the seat next to Grace and sighed. “I can understand how
you feel. I’d be lying if I didn’t say I indulged a bit after Jason
was killed.” She gave me a chiding look that was softened by the
smile on her lips. “But I’d guess you’re underage, and there’s a
law against werewolves consuming alcohol.”
    I dropped my eyes to the table. “Drinking’s
what got me here in the first place.”
    “ How so?” Mrs. Carso asked
softly.
    “ A car accident. I was
driving. I died, but here I am.” I swept a hand across the table,
then noticed the slight marks across the back. I looked at it
closer and traced the burn marks along the backs of my fingers and
the scars across my knuckles. “Kaynan!” Colleen’s voice screamed in
agony in the back of my mind. I closed my eyes and tried to block
out her voice, but my heart bled at her pain.
    “ I have a fresh change of
clothes for both of you,” Mrs. Carso said in a gentle voice. I
opened my eyes and she met my gaze with a knowing, sad look. “Why
don’t you shower down here while I help Grace?”
    I touched Grace’s fingers. “Is that
okay?”
    She nodded. “A shower would be great.”
    “ For me or you?” I
teased.
    “ Oh, definitely you,” she
replied. “No wonder you can’t smell anything else.”
    “ Hey!” I pushed her
shoulder and she laughed. Mrs. Carso helped her up from the table
and I watched them leave the kitchen and start up the stairs. My
heart pulled at the way Grace’s foot felt for each step and I hated
the men at the lab for what they had done to her.
     
     

Chapter 7
    The shower was definitely what I needed. I
let the hot water beat down on my shoulders and ease the strain of
the last few days from my mind. The ache in my calf had lessened
considerably, and I began to appreciate a