Evelyn’s P.O.V.

“Hands off, Walter!”

That wasn’t just a command for Walter, as he vanished in thin air like my dad was going to eat him alive. It was also a noticeable event that a nerd like Walter bolted out at supersonic speed.

He reminded me of my stay at the Zellburry Pack, where it was difficult for me to keep the tracks of the flashing werewolves.

Anyway, my dad verified Walter’s exit, and then hugged me.

“Don’t pay any heed to Flora’s nonsense. She doesn’t know many things.”

The sense of security encapsulated me in dad’s embrace, I asked him after a moment of calm.

“Were you aware of...