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I started worrying more and more about what the hell is happening to me. Not only was my wolf still dormant but also those strange things were happening with my body. It's a good thing that I haven't half-shifted in the classes or even worse in a dining hall yet, but since I don't really control those shifts I think it's just a matter of time. The last thing I need are widely spreading rumors about monster Alpha-to-be, but I know I'm running out of time and during Thanksgiving I would have to come clean with at least my Father. That's the conversation I'm surely not holding my breath for, but if a month after rejection won't be enough to pull myself together maybe I should seek some advice from the elders. Today at both breakfast and lunch Vigo once again was alone, and it was obvious th