Page 55 of Keeper (Matefinder: Next Generation)

“No.” Her voice was firm now. “They need to drain the entire wolf to cure the humans.”

My father’s jaw dropped open. When you heard it put that way, it sounded awful, it sounded like we were on the brink of genocide. Then his face took on its usual tough-ass facade.

“If the public knew, they wouldn’t go through with it,” he declared.

That’s when Gavin interjected. “Yes, they would. They will. Humans will do anything to help those they love be healthy and free of pain.”

He was right, we all knew it and it settled over us like a wet blanket.

“So what do we do? Run? Hide? Fight?” I asked my dad.

It was my mom who spoke and her words gave me chills. “Throughout history, people have been persecuted for different reasons and nothing was gained from running or hiding.”

“We fight,” my father declared. “We take the time now to meet with the werewolf council, to get a plan in place. When the time comes, we fight for the basic decency to live.”

Gavin’s hand slipped into mine and he squeezed. Holy shit, the humans outnumbered all of the supernatural races combined. This wouldn’t end well.

A memory hit me then, of Nahuel’s vision, the one I had with him in the corn fields. The humans rounding up werewolves and caging them, treating us like dogs and lab rats. That was a future vision and it would come to pass if we didn’t somehow stop it.

I closed my eyes, as a tear fell down my cheek. Spirit, have mercy on us all in the days to come.