couldn't help but feel envious of the girls around me, the other she wolfs. They all seemed to have it all - perfect hair, perfect clothes, perfect lives. I knew that I didn't have any of those things. I felt like I was always on the outside looking in, always trying to catch up but never quite making it. I wondered what it was that made me different from everyone else why do I have to suffer so much. Why couldn't I be like them? What was it that I was missing? I felt a deep sense of longing, of yearning for something more. But what was it? What did I need to make my life complete?
I was busy over thinking when I heard a knock at the door. I was hoping for a delivery of food, so I opened the door without thinking. But instead of the pack servants, I was met with a pair of glowing yellow
