ty City called they said they want their costume bac

t as I leaned on my hands that sat behind my back for support.

bbing some clothes on the way. My bathroom was covered with muck on the walls and a bucket in the corner which was my toilet. My shower had no walls around it so

t with an over sized sweatshirt and some muddy bagg

not wear a wig anymore. I grabbed cover up from the counter, so that way I could hide the gardenia flower that was on my neck. Hopefully that would lessen the insults and violence. I took a long look of myself t

on the cheer team, she was popular. My father who hated me was Beta of the pack. Our pack was the Midnight Pack. My father held great pride in his job whereas he hel

m. In reality I hated that I loved them. T

mistake in their eyes and their

lly scratch that gaunt, I looked like a zombie. I was pretty enough, not to be considered ugly. Even though they constantly told me that I was. They were wrong and

the injuries coming today. I sighed as I reached the kitchen. It was my duty to make breakfast for the pack. Especially today

t I refused to think that. I didn't want to get

ty pack members. They needed as much food as I could serve. I cracked some eggs in

ooked at the microwave clock and it read 7:30. With that I rushed upstairs so that way none of the pack mem

one s

down I would be a goner. I put my ear against the door,

ere was none, not like that was a suprise, I turned around and walked out of the

ervous. I never knew what I was walking into these days. Sometimes the day

sighed out of relief as I made it safely to my locker, I took this as my chance to take as many books as I could carry for the

air and realized that he was no doubt a werewolf. Without saying anything he reach