Kalia came bounding through the door like a bull, stomping around aimlessly. “Selene says you need help locating your spirit wolf.”

  My ears ached from her loud voice and heavy feet. “Could you be a little quieter, nymphie?”

  “Seriously?” She whined. “Fine.” She walked toward the bed where I remained in my burrito of blankets to soften this overwhelming world. “Better?” She whispered.

  “Yes, thank you,” I pulled my hands away from my ears.

  “I guess they weren’t kidding when they told me you were over-sensitive.” She smirked. “All part of becoming a real wolfie, huh?”

  I nodded. Kalia skipped any small talk and took my hands in hers. She asked me to imagine my spirit wolf. The fluffy, black beauty came to mind as she whispered to the wind. Small sparks floated around the room as she spoke in a giant orbit around us. Kalia asked me about the environment the spirit wolf lived in. I saw the hills, the big lake, and the night sky. Kalia saw it all with my mindlinking ability.

  “She’s beautiful, wolfie,” Kalia said. “Also, I know that lake, but you aren’t going to want to go there.”

  “What do you mean? It’s beautiful there.” I countered.

  “Of course it is, however, the Great Lakes are a hotbed of supernatural activity. Lake Superior has many water spirits that are ruled over by Superion, the son of the Greek goddess Demeter and the god Poseidon. Born of divine parents, Superion possesses the power to control the waters and speak to the animals who live there.” Kalia explained. “Superion won’t take kindly to another demigod invading his territory.”

  “Superion?” I giggled at his name. “It doesn’t scream, beware! I am a demigod.”

  Kalia clamped her hand over my mouth and hushed me. Her eyes looked panicked as she looked around. When she had satisfied her paranoia, she turned back to me with a serious look on her face. I was willing myself not to bite her hand because I needed her help to find my spirit wolf. She looked at me as if I had just made the stupidest mistake in my life.

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  “Are you an idiot?” She chastised me. “You can’t go around insulting gods or demigods like an unknown mortal! You will invoke another god’s wrath like that.”

  “But, I am a mortal,” I argued.

  “Mortal, yes. Ignorant, no. By all accounts, you would be considered a demigod yourself as a descendant of Selene.” She warned. “Your words hold wait now, and you will need to remember that if you intend to keep the human girl safe.”

  Shit. Other creatures would see Felicity as a target to get back at me. Kalia might be right this time. No matter how ridiculous the name Superion sounds. The demigod couldn’t help what his parents called him anyway. At least, he has a whole lake named after him. I will just have to stay off his radar while I am there. Felicity can stay in town while I try to find my spirit wolf. The wolf did mention being close to a human town, so it shouldn’t be a problem.

  I pushed Kalia away gently.“Okay, I get it. Stay away from Superion while I am there and don’t sass other gods.”

  Kalia crossed her arms. “You’ll have to research local legends and myths while you are there to ensure you and your human don’t piss anyone off in the supernatural community.”

  “Understood, Nymphie.”

  She groaned at my nickname for her. “Did you read the book?”

  “You mean the moody book that has Grandma Jan stuck inside of it?” I said sarcastically. “Yes, I read it as far as it would let me.”

  “January is sealed in the book?” Kalia looked surprised. “I thought she faded into moonlight a long time ago.”

  It was clear Kalia had never opened the book before. Selene sealed all of her knowledge and memories of the werewolf species inside the book, so I was pretty sure she didn’t remember much about her creatures. I understand why Selene had to intervene with the werewolves since their violence was upsetting the natural order of things, however, I am not convinced I should bring back the whole race. What I have decided on is that I will see this through and become a werewolf. I may just remain a lone wolf and die without offspring to keep the monstrous threat of werewolves from truly returning. Will fate accept my terms? Unlikely.

  “Then, you are in good hands, little wolf. We leave for Minnesota at noon. Get your stuff packed up in your little car.” Kalia said. “Don’t forget to pack the human too. Selene will lose it if she’s left to care for the human.”

  Now, I wanted to ask Felicity to stay here just to spite Selene. The all-powerful moon goddess was forced to care for a human since she let us into her cave. That sounds like the kind of gossip the other gods would eat up in a heartbeat. My ears start to burn, and I find myself wondering if the Fates are laughing at my thoughts as well. Is it possible I mindlinked them? In my dreams. I am not powerful like that.

  Kalia left the room, and I made myself get up off the bed. It was time to face the world outside this room even if I spent the whole time cowering at the sun. My senses are so strong now that I don’t need the lights on to see anymore. Sounds might be another problem in a human town. I should have Fe get me some headphones to block noises when we reach Minnesota. With my book in hand, I walk out the door where Kalia had exited a few minutes ago to find Felicity. Next stop spirit wolf.