NinaI 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 werewolfmyself 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
semesterEventually, 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