JUNIOR
“Are you sure about this, L?” Delilah asked me.
I nodded my head. “I have to, Lilah. I will never be ready to protect everyone if I don’t start learning how to do it!” I told her. She sat on my bed while I combed my hair in the mirror that hung from my closet door.
“What if Uncle Liam says no?” she asked. “We’re kids still.”
“Dad started training when he was five. Grandma and Mom didn’t know I heard their conversation. That means that I am behind! If I want to be a great Blackfur Alpha, then I need to start learning now!” I told her.
“Okay,” she said, hopping off the bed. “If he says no, I guess we’ll just figure it out together.” I turned to my best friend.
“Thanks, Lilah,” I told her.
“Good luck,” she said. She left me in my room. I turned back to the mirror and took a
