#Chapter 457: Karma’s a Bitch

Nina Sarah and I walked into the local cafe together, where we ordered two cups of tea and found a warm corner table to settle in. I sank down into my seat, feeling a little bolstered by the prospect of a new friend. “So,” Sarah said, taking the lid off of her cup to let her tea cool. The steam wafted up between us, scented like chamomile. “How’s your first pregnancy going?” I chewed the inside of my cheek and paused for a beat too long. There was, of course, so much I couldn’t tell her. It felt a bit isolating here sometimes, knowing that I had to keep my real nature a secret. That was the one thing about the werewolf realm that was appealing; there was no need to hide the truth. And yet, there was so much there that was unappealing, too. Sarah noticed my hesitance and quirked an eyebrow. “I mean, if you don’t want to talk about it—” “Oh, no,” I said, snapped back to the present all of a sudden. “I just don’t know where to start, that’s all. It’s been a… rollercoaste