Malcolm
"What?" I breathe out in disbelief. "What do you mean Dad is dead?" I nearly yell at my mother.
"He’s dead, Malcolm,” My mother blubbers into the phone. “Please come home.”
“He’s not dead,” I shout. I drop the phone on the bed and run out of the room.
“Malcolm?” Sofia shouts.
I stop on the porch as the pack begins to howl. I see Alpha Corbett approaching the house with several pack members.
“My king,” The alpha says and kneels with his pack members.
I feel a surge of power as my aura changes. “No,” I sputter and leap off the porch. I start running toward the woods shifting in the process. The trees fly by as we run until utter exhaustion forces us to stop at the forest's edge. A cliff overlooks a vast valley filled with towns and farms. “NO!” I cry loudly and drop to my knee
