Jemma's POV
I sat in luna class, doing my best not to fall asleep. We had been discussing ways to mediate with pack members over various issues. My head nodded, and I would shake myself awake. At one point, my eyes closed, and I jumped with a yelp when Tiffany poked me with a pencil. I glared at her. She just smiled and turned her attention back to the instructor. It's not that the class was boring. It was just that I was tired.
My legs and ankles started to hurt from sitting so long, so I stood up. Sarah, the instructor, looked at me with her hands on her hips. "I'm sorry, Sarah. I can't sit down. It hurts too much, so I am just going to go stand in the back."
She nodded to me and went back to her instruction. I went to the back of the room and paced while she spoke. Ten m
