The quiet didn’t last for long, as heads began to turn, the murmurs in the clearing getting louder and louder. I feel the weight of what seems to be thousands of eyes on me and I cannot speak.
Two pairs of eyes— of Beta eyes, stare at me, waiting.
The elder is too shocked for words, his mouth open and the mic shaking in his hands. He tried to form something, anything but no sound came.
Who wouldn’t be surprised?
Farm packs are never chosen, we never even join these events. This wasn’t just some miracle. It was an impossibility.
“Who will it be June?” I hear a scream from somewhere— it’s Larissa. She’s jumping up and down from the other side of the clearing.
She’s smiling, happy for me and I can feel her excitement. It made me feel a little bit better.
“Who’s it going to be?” S
