Violet
To say I was nervous would be an understatement. I could literally feel myself trembling. My throat constricted and my chest heaved as I walked up the stage and towards Sawyer.
His outstretched hand was like a lighthouse, the only thing I could see in the darkness guiding me to home, so I took it, feeling the warmth spread through my body, calming me instantly. I wasn´t good at public speaking, but with him by my side, I felt like I could conquer the whole world.
The sudden wave of confidence soared through me as I lifted my chin high and spoke to the pack standing strong and, judging by the reaction of the cheering and whistling crowd, I did well.
I was proud and already feeling the bond with the people in front of me. I wanted to protect them, advise them, lead them, provid
