I stared at them as they bickered back and forth about me and my decision as if I wasn’t sitting there right in front of them. In fact, since Dev was seated right beside me on my bed and Mel was on my desk chair, I was technically seated between them. And yet, they were talking about me as if I wasn’t there.

“He’s a cunning, useless excuse for a werewolf. He’ll find a way out of that prison and become a problem for us again” Dev argued.

“Oh come on, have some compassion. Of course she couldn’t let him be executed. It’s Angela we’re talking about here. She cries...