In Spirit and Truth (In Spiritu Et Veritate Series) by Reed Zoe

Author:Reed, Zoe [Reed, Zoe]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Published: 2012-10-18T00:00:00+00:00

The dogs barking outside my window caused me to flinch, harshly pulling me out of deep thought as I lay on my bed. There was no single word to describe what I felt when I found out Camille really was a werewolf. Shocked? Scared? Calm? Confused? I’d known there was something different about her and already had my suspicions, so I wasn’t as surprised as I could have been. Even though I thought about it, never in a million years did I truly expect it was possible Camille was actually a werewolf. Not only was it possible, it was true – and yeah, I was scared.

Of Camille? Maybe when she practically knocked Jonathan’s locker off the wall. At that moment I’d been scared of her. I had never seen her angry. To me, Camille was the rescuer. The one who caught me when I fell and carried me to bed when I got sick, but it had always been obvious to me the mystery about her was a dangerous one. I could see it in the girl’s eyes every time I looked into them. So, surprised as I was with discovering the truth, I couldn’t avoid the sense of serenity that came with the confirmation of what deep down, I already knew.

Albeit, I couldn’t help but be concerned for my ‘humanity’, as Julian had put it. Jonathan had punched Camille without a second thought, a hit that probably would have knocked me out cold. Regardless, even though I wished the circumstances were different, I knew I still would have wanted to be told. Since I’d met Camille the mystery had plagued me. Now I wouldn’t trade it for anything. Besides, I couldn’t help but admit that I was growing a little fond of being able to tend to her battle wounds, to be needed by someone so extraordinary. Someone so special.

“Kyla!” my mom yelled up at me. I made my way down the stairs and into the kitchen to find Camille waiting for me. My mom discreetly eyed the blonde’s backpack and pulled me aside before I could greet her. “Is she staying the night?”

I mentally kicked myself for forgetting to tell her that Camille was coming over, and struggled to think of an excuse. “Sorry, I forgot to tell you. Her parents are out of town, so she’s going to stay here so I can take her to school tomorrow.” I ended the sentence on a higher note, indicating that I was asking my mom rather than telling her.

She sighed. “That’s fine.” I smiled and turned to leave, but she put her hand on my arm to stop me. “In the future, tell me before she gets here.”

“Sorry. Thanks.” I apologized again and pranced to the kitchen to greet Camille happily. “Hello.”

The smile that spread across Camille’s face was oddly contagious and I grinned back. My mom returned to her place at the stove as she finished cooking dinner and tried to make small talk with us. “Camille, I noticed that cut on your lip.

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