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8. My New

“You’ve never been to the moon festival before?” Ariah’s eyes bulged.

“I’m not from a werewolf family,” I explained, placing my neatly folded clothes into our shared closet. Ariah had moved her clothes to her side to make space for mine, but it was a tight fit. Where her side was overflooded, mine was mostly empty.

I wasn’t sure how werewolves worked for money, but it was at the top of my list of things to do. “Like I said, humans don’t go out of their way to take part of anything out of the human norm.”

“Hmm,” Ariah responded. “I’ve seen a lot of humans partake in our festivities.”

“My parents are anti-werewolf.”

“Oh, you’ve got one of those.” Ariah remained silent for what could be a minute. “I’m sorry, Hailey. That must really suck.”

“Things happen, I guess.”

“Hey, you can always join mine during the holidays,” she perked. “Then you don’t have to be stuck here in old people’s company.”

I offered her a smile. “You barely know me.”

Ariah tapped the tip of her nose with a fore
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