That night after I got out of the shower and I got ready for bed, I sat at the desk that was in my bedroom looking through all the photos on my phone of all my friends that I had back in my dad’s pack. I knew that they wouldn’t risk talking to me now, and I couldn’t risk calling them. That would just put them in hot water with my father and I wasn’t going to do that to them. But I was starting to miss them. Starting to miss my life. Going to school, being a senior, planning for college for the following year. All of that crap. But now, I’m stuck in a packhouse because I’m too afraid to meet a pack that I am now Luna of. And I knew that going to college was out of the question. I can’t leave the territory. Especially not now if my father is watching the place and waiting for me.
Ethan fina
