I looked at the clock and realized we only had thirty minutes left to get ready. Wiping my tears, I sat up and looked at my best friend. "We should shower and get dressed," I said. "We have to go."

Amy let me up, but she was looking at me, wondering if I was going to shatter. "Are you going to be all right?"

"I'm better than him," I said. "I have to be there, but I need you to back me up because I don't want to fall apart in front of the North American Packs."

She nodded. "Come on, let's get you through a quick shower." A lifetime...