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“Listen dummy, I am so sorry,” I said “for pushing you away and making feel like I don’t appreciate you enough.”
Without a word being said, Angela just turned and hugged me. Angela was mostly a hugger in emotional situations.
“It’s okay,” she whispered in my ear “I love you dummy.”

A Rare Precious Breed

While we were outside feeling anxious about the whole werewolf drama, I wondered how I got to the situation I was in. It was like yesterday when Angela and I didn't believe in all this werewolf nonsense, and right now here I was standing in the middle of a battle between the same creatures I didn't believe the existed and the humans.

I reflected to Mrs. Porter's stories about these creatures and I realized that her everything she used to tell us about these things was actually true. Who would've thought that at this age I wouldn't be in college but somewhere fighting for a kingdom of some creatures? Maybe life had a funny way of taking detours.

Who would've thought that I would find myself forgiving Samantha one day? I hated her but right before she died, I found myself having a piece of compassion for her. That was one good thing which I picked up from all this werewolf drama.

Chapter 48