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y day. Unless, of course, you enjoy the entire schoolyard turning into your pers

nsidered throwing myself into the near

ith laughter. "Your mom really knows h

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re I start sounding like so

Never have. Never will. Everyone else in my family got the fur, the claws, the dramatic

wolf form while their parents clapped like it was graduation day. I stood there, s

I was a misplaced sock. My sister Elena took it a step furth

onstantly. You'd think sighing was a competitive sport the way they di

to lockers, called me "human girl," whispered about me being cursed. You'd think it would toughen me up, but no

guard if her temper ever got put on payroll. She didn't care that I couldn't shift. She didn't care that the ent

mpus when some jerk from a rival pack sneered

vival move but Mila stepped in front of me like a fiv

turned to me, grinning. "See? Yo

om drowning in my own freak la

ifferent story. El

she'd ask, barging in

ply, eyes glued

disappointment," she'd sigh drama

id. Every time. And yet, I still wanted her approval

e too busy with pack politics to deal with me anyway. Maybe they thought if they ignored my condition long enough

ledge, staring up at the sky, begging for something to happen. For my bones to crack,

you weak. It makes you observant. When you're the outcast, you notice thin

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n't have to be