Erik
“Dude, your mom looked super strict this morning!” Christiaan pulls a face when we take our seats in the cafeteria.
“Dude, you have no idea. If you think your mom or Mrs. Greywolf are strict. I’m telling you, I would much rather move back to the packhouse.” I sigh, not sure what things are going to be like when I go home this afternoon. All my life, I wished to have a warrior wolf like the one people told me my mom had, but now I’m not so sure. She looks crazy!
“Dude, you clearly haven’t met Storm.” He rolls his eyes.
“Who is Storm?” I had never heard that name before.
“She is my mom’s Lycan wolf. She might not be crazy… But you don’t mess around when she’s around.” Christiaan nervously shuffles around in his seat.
“How come I never heard of this before?” I frown.
“I don’t know
