CHAPTER 40

“I don’t know!” Lola said, nearly shouting out the words. She was frustrated, angry, and still coming down from the emotional distress of everything she and Russel had just been through. She had been pushed past the edge of terror over and over again and she still wasn’t back to being okay. The added pressure of knowing that two different werewolf kingdoms wanted her dead wasn’t helping. She stopped bathing him and took a step back. Tears sprang to her eyes and her body started shaking with the force of her sobs. “I honestly don’t know,” she said. She looked at him with pleading eyes. “You have to believe me. I have no idea what’s going on. I’m a nobody. An unimportant girl from a village so small it doesn’t even show up on maps. Why would your father want me dead? Why did Drake kill all of my family and friends just to get to me? None of this makes any sense.” Russel gingerly pulled himself out of the bath, most of his hideous wounds nearly fully healed now. His face was still a ho