Penelope's pov
Monday, my breath whooshes. I have a list of things to do. The general public knows about me, but they're unaware of me being a wolf. Thanks to my pale skin, I never thought I'd be grateful to be as white as the snow outside. I dragged my feet into my first class. The gym teacher stepped in right before I could even take a seat. He dropped a stack of papers.
"You're the leader. Start doing your research. Pick your elites before the week ends. There has to be twelve in each group. Excluding yourself. Clearly your mates have taken up four slots, so chose the remaining eight."
Seriously? I don't even get a moment to catch my breath? He was rushing out of the class before I could say anything.
I sighed, and shoved the papers into my backpack.
Ryla gave me a sympathetic
