Page 45 of My Girlfriend is a Werewolf

Chapter 12

Athena grabbedthe bars to her cage and stared at her sister imprisoned across from her. Beside Selene, in her own locked box, Mom.

“No. Oh no,” Athena cried. “What happened?”

Mom’s lips turned down. “I thought they were the cable crew coming to fix the internet, so I let them in. A mistake since I woke here with your sister.”

“What of Ares?” Athena asked, not seeing her brother.

“He wasn’t home, so I’m hoping they didn’t nab him.”

Selene wasn’t smiling, a rarity. “I can’t believe I didn’t sniff out the ambush. I walked downstairs because the guy yelled something about Mom falling. As I walked past him, he jabbed me with a needle.”

“They tracked me down at Derek’s grandparents’ farm. Fuck me.” Athena paced. “I’m so stupid. This is my fault. I should have done something about Roger.”

“It’s not your fault, baby girl,” Mom soothed. “It had been weeks. We all thought he’d given up.”

“Turns out he was just biding his time,” Athena grumbled. “Fuck!” Frustration had her clenching her fists. Despite what Mom said, she was to blame. She should have forced her familyto move. Disappeared entirely from Ontario and started anew. She should have not been so caught up in playing the happy couple with Derek and stuck to her plan of revenge. If she’d killed Rogers?—

“Don’t!” Mom snapped.

“Don’t what?” she muttered.

“Don’t play the woulda-coulda-shoulda game. We had no way of knowing this would happen.”

“But I did know,” Athena huffed. “And instead of nipping it in the bud, I played ostrich, hiding my head in the sand, pretending like it never happened. And now look at us.”

“Have faith, baby girl.”

“Faith in what?” she cried. Her mom truly didn’t grasp how bad this was, her fault for glossing over her captivity. She’d not wanted to traumatize her mother with her experience.

“Your brother is still out there. He’ll come for us.”

“With what army? Rogers has guards coming out the ass.”

“He’ll find a way. And if he doesn’t, you or Selene will. After all, you escaped once before.”

She had. Barely.

Ahumand aclickled to a door opening.

Rogers sauntered into the room, and the sight of him unleashed her rage.

Athena yelled, “You fucking prick. You promised you’d leave them alone, but meanwhile, you already had them in your clutches.”

“I lied.” And he was quite smug about it.

“What happened to just needing me for proof?” she huffed.

“Also a lie. I mean, one lycanthrope is amazing, but a whole family?” He spread his hands. “That’s terrifying because it will make people wonder if their neighbors and friends have a secret.”

“I should have killed you,” she muttered. “Should have known you’d never give up.”

“Of course I didn’t give up, silly bitch. I was delayed. Your escape forced me to move the lab, hence why you got a reprieve. My new one is not as central as the last.” He made a moue of discontent. “My commute has doubled, but finding a private location with the space and power needed for the equipment proved tricky. Ironically, we’re not far from where I found you.”

“Now what?” she snapped.

“Now, we plan your grand unveiling as we wait for the full moon. I’m thinking TD Place. Under the lights. We’ll charge a nominal fee for the tickets. I’m going to call it, The Wolves in Human Clothing exhibition. It will be grand. Those watching will be skeptical, hence the big splashy event. Big screens that never pan away from you as the moon emerges. Everyone will see you change. Become a monster.”

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