I made my way back to the pack, with my mind set on graduating from high school, even though I wasn’t quite ready to forgive my mother. My stubbornness kept me from reaching out to her, so I needed a place to stay for the time being. She had hurt me too deeply, and I didn’t really have anywhere else to go. So, I headed to the watering hole where we swim during the summer. It was more heavily guarded now, but I figured I could camp there since it provided water and I could shower at school each morning. I was determined to stand on my own.
If I got hungry, I could shift into Mara and hunt in the forest, which would keep me fed. That was one of the perks of being a werewolf. I built a small fire and had a blanket in my bag to use instead of lying directly on the hard ground, so I felt prepa
