Eve's POV, 2 months later

This was my favorite time of the year, late October. The hard frost had come and gone, taking the flies and the mosquitos with it. The forest floor was covered in leaf litter, the trees nearly bare, and the early snow flurries were coating them with a thin layer of white. I was in the back yard of Alice's house, the werewolves forming a protective perimeter well away from me and my alluring scent.

And I was miserable.

I didn't have any mother to tell me what to expect, no friends or older sisters going through it at the same time to trade feelings with....