chapter 17

Ezra It is killing me to see Mateo like this. I don’t think he has spent one night sober in the last week, each night I have dragged him to bed or found him passed out somewhere outside. He was even brought home by two patrols a couple of nights ago after falling asleep while on duty. And to make it worse, he is avoiding me and Kat. I don’t know how he does it, how he even manages to drag himself out of bed every morning to take himself to training, he is never late no matter how obliterated he is from the night before. He may be severely hungover, but he is always on time. Sitting in my office, I hear someone come down the stairs. I have been pouring over the journal, trying to find anything to help Kat, and anything to help us figure out what to do about Jackson. I pray I can find some way to reverse the curse on Kat, yet there is nothing. Kat hates being a Lunar wolf, and I am worried about her safety given her capabilities that she has barely tapped into. I look up when heavy foots