POV: Thelma

The words tasted like poison in my mouth, but I forced them out anyway. "I'll come with you willingly. I'll go through with the Luna ceremony. But Xavier goes free."

Neon's massive wolf form tilted its head, studying me with those glowing eyes. I could practically see the wheels turning in his mind as he considered my offer.

"No deal," he growled finally. "You don't get to make demands, little princess. You're coming with us either way."

"Then you'll have to drag me kicking and screaming every step of the way," I said, crossing my arms. "And good luck getting me to cooperate with anything you want after...