Speaking

Storm

I walk into the room feeling confused but instantly take the seat next to Quinn. I've no idea what's going on right now, so I hope someone says something and catches me up on things.

"Quinn wanted to leave," my mum says, and I stare at him.

"You're safer with me gone," he whispers, and my head shakes.

"Safer or not, you can't leave until we find a way to control your magic," my dad says, and Darius nods in agreement.

"You have lost control a lot, and there is only one person who stopped and helped you," Darius points towards me. "You need her to help you control it. She needs you to help her get her wolf back fully," he looks at Quinn.

He's right. We need each other right now.

"Your mum sent you here to help you, Quinn," I look at him, and his head drops.

"That was a lie. She didn't care if I couldn't control my magic," he says quietly, and we all stare at him. Then why had she sent him? I look from him to my parents, and their expressions change to anger.

"What was your plan, Q