“It’s his birthday, Elise! And as much as I know you hate his birthday,” it’s true. I do hate his birthday. “You have to be a bit excited,” Amy said through our mind link. I’m sure if we weren't surrounded by eavesdropping people, she would've screamed it at the top her lungs. “Not even a little,” I muttered, as I grumpily shook my head. She didn't understand the relationship between Victor and me. Every year on Victor’s birthday, I would magically come up with a sickness to skip the celebration, but this time I couldn't skip it, even if I was dying from the rarest wolf disease.All Rights Reserved