Grace
Her words struck a chord in me, but they didn't make me want to comply exactly. Sean was twisting my words, skewing them. Esme wasn't going to do what needed to be done. She couldn't. She was just a witch. What did she know about werewolf hierarchy and respect? The words were on the tip of my tongue as I stared into her eyes. They flashed with light. A spike of fear went through me. Would she curse me?
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