Katya
The time for everything to be revealed ticks by dreadfully slowly. I should be grateful that each second feels like an hour, but I can't escape my nerves. A pit forms in my stomach. I can't be around the other Pack members, I stay in my room.
No one is allowed inside, but I hear them chatting excitedly outside. Everyone loves the Pack runs apparently. I do nothing, but watch the sun take its course and try to think of what I'm going to say, how I'm going to survive.
I slip some loose fitting clothes on, which is what most Pack members wear when they are going to shift. At least I kind of look the part. When it’s nearly five, I am about to head down when I hear a knock on the door. Has my fate come to get me?
Opening the bedroom door, my father stands there in just a tank top and
