Already a week into being of age, and I had to say it sucked. I had waited eighteen damn years for this period of my life, and as it turned out, it was nothing but a big, fat disappointment. My wolf had decided he was hibernating. Or, as the case was more likely to be, ignoring me like the ignorant little s**t it appeared he was. My wolf was everything I did not want in a wolf. In truth, I had hoped for a wolf that I would gain another friend in, instead it appeared I had gained an enemy. A mortal enemy with the way things were going.
I was now having to dodge my friends in their requests to go for a run, both Cole and Marcus desperate to meet my wolf. Neither one having been able to on my birthday, so trying each day since to arrange a chance to train together in our wolf form or run to
