There was something the reaper had said that stuck in my head. He called her a pup, does that mean she was one of us? I couldn't smell a wolf on her or any signs of her being a wolf. There was nothing about her that I could sense that could possibly hint at her being one of us. I ran my hands through my face as I immersed myself deep in thought. It was starting to get later and later into the night. I decided that I should probably head home. As much as I would like to have my answers now, I wouldn't know where to start. She didn't have any pictures of her as a kid or even a clue of which pack she lived in or close by.
I took a deep breath as I mentally prepared myself to open the door that led to the house. I opened the door only to hear her steady breathing. She must have fallen asleep
