Chapter Eighteen

“The she-wolf we shall not name.” I laugh at my wizard reference, but my dad just shook his head. “You still watch human movies?”

“Of course. It’s not like there are a lot of werewolf movies out there.” I rolled my eyes. “Anyway, nice side-step. If you want to avoid talking about your reaction to who shall not be named, then how about we talk about how we can break it?”

“I don’t know, to be honest. But your grandmother left behind her journals you can go through.”

“You haven’t read them?”

He shook his head. “She said they weren’t for me to read. I was to give them to my daughter.”

“She knew me?”

“Goddess no, she was gone long before you, but she had the ability to see things that had not come to pass yet.”

“She could see the future?” My mouth dropped open.

His laughter caught me off guard. “Amy, you have lived another life, and this surprises you?”

I guess he was right. Once you've lived one life and were reborn, seeing the future isn’t a stretch. “I’m honest, Dad. All of this surprises me.”

“Me too. But I promise it gets easier. Go to bed. We have an early day.” I nodded, kissed his cheek, and left.