LENORA'S POV 

On getting to the pack house, I could hear my wolf sighing in relief as I took In more steps but it only made me angrier than I was but there was really nothing much I could do to her.

As a werewolf, we're bound to our wolves for life and have to work hand in hand but sometimes I feel like we're just the tools that the inner wolf controls in times of making decisions, but that was the way the moon goddess had created us, who am I to complain? 

With the box of cookies in my hand, I walked down the hallway and was thankful...