“I’ll leave you alone with her. Just call me if you need me, alright?”

I really couldn’t imagine…this would happen. 

My aunt is alive. I am not in my father's and stepmother’s hands.

I am free.

Except I am in a new place, not a completely new world with people telling me they are “werewolves.”

Mark then decided to tour me around the pack but all I could receive were stares.

Not cold stares but confused stares.

It was both exhilarating and awkward for me…as someone who is not used to getting people’s attention…

And the air smells full of tension.  It’s overbearing that I could feel that I can’t...