Chapter 49

*Isabel* "What's he like?" Cora asked on a whisper, sweeping a glance across the room. She nudged my shoulder with hers, jerking her head in the direction of an empty booth. We were standing in the lunch room, food trays in hand, and even though it was only a few minutes until our lunch break was over, we were still determined to grab a bite of food. Cora and I had a knack for working well beyond regular hours. We were supposed to have finished our morning shift twenty minutes ago, but we'd stayed back to make some more food. There'd been a mix, and a few of the werewolves hadn't been served their meal.