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Tara’s POV My 21st birthday is in a little over one week! The day I’ve been looking forward to, as well as dreading ever since I found out I am a lycanthrope. It’s also the first day of classes of my sophomore year of college, and I’m having trouble concentrating on my current assignment for my political science class. We are reading Niccolo Machiavelli’s book, The Prince. In its original Italian language. And then the “class” will be having an online discussion about the political advice that Machiavelli imparts in this book. The class being my cousin Alex, cousin Lucy, cousin Lance, my aunt Isabelle, my brother Gavin, and a distant cousin named Patricia Worthing. The class is being taught (or more accurately “moderated”) by my uncle, Lycan King Leonard. I think Uncle Leo is