Rage
Everyone was back in the Pack. Mom had been cooking a feast, all of our favorites were ready to celebrate that we were all together. She was aware of everything that had happened, dad had told her everything, even my suspicions about who Cara was to me. I was touched by her gift to Cara, but I couldn't expect less from her, she was always like that with everyone. No matter who in the Pack needed help, she was always ready to lend a helping hand. Nothing went past her, sometimes it looked like she was a psychic, knowing everything about everyone.
"How are you feeling, dear?" she asked me. "What's on your mind? Or should I ask who is on your mind?"
"Who would be a better question, but I guess you already know the answer."
"Cara looks like a sweet girl, but it's clear she ha
