'I strolled towards the pack woods, feeling a need to shift for the first time in a very long time. I had stopped, refrained myself from shifting due to the incident that happened the last time I tried to. Of course, these were times Brenna and her Cliche bullied me constantly. They had caught me in the woods, assaulted my wolf, insulted me for being a Rogue and and ugly one at that. I squeezed my eyes shut, an attempt to push the memory to the deeper part of my brain. Now isn't the right time to recall brutal moments. I took small stable steps, proceeding to the woods. The...