"They say bad things come in threes. Turns out, yeah—we do."
I hightailed it the hell out of Felcove four years ago. Away from middle of nowhere Michigan. Away from the Midwest's supernatural epicenter and my future as a Garland witch.
Away from Emery, my werewolf bestie... and far, far away from...
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