Lily
My phone rang at 5:40 in the morning. I was awake as I hadn't really slept. The whole night, I had been drifting in and out of consciousness while my wrist throbbed. The slowed healing from the wolfsbane was painful, and the itching wasn't helping.
When the phone lit up and my father's name appeared on the screen, I was already reaching for it.
"Dad? It's not even six." I rubbed my eyes with my free hand, trying to clear the sleepiness from them. "Is everything okay?"
"Lily." His voice was flat as he called my name. He never said my name that lifelessly, no matter what had happened. My stomach dropped, and I immediately sat up in bed, pulling the blanket with me.
"Is it true?" I froze.
"Is what true?" I asked, although something in my stomach had already begun to twist.
"Don't
