CHAPTER FORTY NINE

Everett's pov The spell's effect wore off with time and Rachelle woke up from her unconsciousness but was looking unsettled and weak. I quickly stood up from my chair and went to give her some support as she stood up from where she laid. She said no word and stared blankly as I thanked Edward and we left. I was guessing that whatever she found out was still heavy news that she just received, probably heavier than the history of the white wolves that Crew and Hazel told her during her consultation. She looked shaken as her eyes were unfocused while I led us both to the car. I helped her get into the passenger's seat and moved over to the driver's seat and got in. Once I was settled in the car, I turned to her and took her hand "Rachelle speak to me" I urged her and she licked her lips while her eyes turned wide with shock… it was like the news was hitting her with a greater shock this time "I'm a white wolf Everett, the last one of our kind" she replied and I froze too, growing speech