Chapter 67 Searching For A Werewolf Cure

• Katarina
• I sit in the pavilion, watching students pass by, nervously twisting my hands in my lap. I can’t stop my mind from spinning with endless thoughts. After everything he’s done, I still feel this strange happiness that Zane didn’t die. Why do I feel this guilt? Why do I regret wanting to take his life when that’s the very reason I’m here? The plan was simple: kill the Alpha and find a cure. Yet, the thought that I could have killed him scares me more than death. I don’t understand why I feel this way. He stormed into my room yesterday to threaten me like he always does. He’s mean most of the time, and when he’s not, I’m scared it won’t last. My mind flashes back to moments when we kissed and how excited I felt afterward. Then, I remember our time at Glando, Zane’s family’s private lake. That was a different Alpha Zane—one my heart opened up to. My mind reminisces about how we kissed in the water, how he opened up to me, the words he said. I felt like I was talking to the real Zane. There, away from everyone, it felt perfect. It felt right. I should be thinking about the next plan, figuring out what Zane’s own plan is, not fantasizing about him. But I can’t help myself. I don’t want to admit it, but I think…
• “Hey Katty,” Cassandra’s voice sweeps in, pulling me out of my thoughts. She sits next to me. One look at me and she squints her eyes. “What’s wrong, Katty?” she asks, curious. “Is everything okay?” she asks again, her tone worried as she waits for me to speak.