#Chapter 76: Mother Knows Best

Nina I got home that night after Enzo drove me home and stashed the strange photograph in my bedside table. I was kept awake for a long time as I puzzled over the photograph and the events of the past day; Veronica’s untimely and unnecessary death, Ronan’s wolf form, and the history of the Crescents and the Fullmoons. Enzo’s father had not only informed me that some war between werewolf factions was looming over this small town, but Enzo also told me that he thought I was a werewolf myself. Between all of those things +and the strangely familiar pattern in the photograph, it felt as though my entire world had been turned upside down for the millionth time since the beginning of the semester. Eventually, I managed to fall asleep. I woke up early the next morning and rushed to get ready for class; midterms were starting next week, and I had hardly prepared at all with everything going on lately. I would have to spend every spare minute I had studying this week. After cl