The Girl With Werewolf Blood

"Sorry about the eggs."

"It's not your fault. I just get scared easily I guess." I throw the paper towel covered in egg yolks into the garbage and turn back to Frank. "What's up?" I ask, leaning on the counter.

"Anna, the pack, is going under, people are joining new packs, even becoming rogue. I don't know how much longer we can go without an Alpha or Luna. There's barely anyone left."

I stay quiet, absorbing the non-surprising information. People are going rogue? Maybe that's not such a bad idea.

"How many are left exactly?" I question, curious.

"Around thirty."

"Then what's the point, let's just close down the pack, give up."

"Are you crazy! Your grandparents built this pack on their own!" He shouts, taken back by my disturbing decision. "How can you just throw that all away?"

"Three-fourths of our people died in the attack almost a year ago, and the ones that survived are leaving," I say calmly. "You said it yourself; the pack is going under."

Frank sighs and rests his head on the counter. "Where will the thirty of us go?" He lifts his gaze to me.

another pack nearby, don't get me wrong it kills me to make this decision, but

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us join his pack, my father made strong allies with the

boxes for storage. It was weird to see the place I have grown

to do, to be free. I could travel the country, go to places I never

escape when we arrive at the new pack and head south to California. Having a fresh start will be good for me, maybe I will forget

window I examine the white mansion before me. It's quite fancy, surrounded by green grass and trimmed bushes. Soon we get out of

take long for someone to

tall, lean guy; I sensed power radiating

followed him into the pack house and down a hallway till we came up to white double doors. He pushed them open revealing the Alpha at his desk and the Luna sitting on one of the couches off

us to come in and take a seat. Entering into the dark-colored

I just continued to study the room. My eyes landed on the Luna, she was pregnant, at least seven months. Like many people say she had a certain glow around her like joy and happiness took over her

trying to focus on the present and not

"Oh thank you." She sweetly smiled. "Only two more months."

showed us where we would be staying. It's a lovely house, close to the pack house. The inside is

privacy to unpack, I went upstairs and picked out my room, well more like a hotel room.

I finished bringing my suitcases upstairs. Getting up, I sat on the floor in front

I lifted the top, inside was my packed duffle bag full of clothes, food, water, and other essentials. I

light knock at the bedroom door, and I quickly zipped the suitcase back up and answered it.