Olivia
In less than 12 hours I went through all 5 stages of grief.
There was the initial shock of seeing a pack of wolves (nope, not just wolves, but werewolves) topped with finding out that Jacob, Aron and Marnie also fit in that species. That sparked my denial and isolation, so conveniently brought on by yours truly fainting for lack of a better reaction to the life altering discovery.
Then there was anger, not necessarily because Jacob is a werewolf (I still have trouble saying that with a straight face). No, my anger stemmed from the fact that Jacob has been leisurely hanging out with me in his wolf form, while I poured my heart out to what I thought was an animal whose understanding of the human language limits to 'come', 'stay' and 'good boy'. Learning that Jacob was in there all
