Chapter 21

I quickly dropped Galam’s hand. Out of the corner of my eye, I thought I saw Galam stiffen. Nah, I was probably hallucinating again. "It’s beautiful here," I said.

"Yeah, the pack and I like to come here when we go hunting." I looked at him, obviously confused. Galam didn’t answer. Leaning on a tree and crossing his arms, he looked at me. "What do you want to know first?"

"What-" I said, trying to find the right words. "What exactly are you?"

"A werewolf," he simply said and shrugged.

"H-how?"

"When the moon was first created by what we call Healers, a friend of theirs betrayed him, or that’s what that legends have said," Galam cleared his throat. "We call him Tatuka’. He was an Indian man who has stolen the Healers’ necklace to heal his ill wife. Something that none of us has found in a million years.