I don't want to go. This is a bad idea. I paced in my bedroom. The gathering is in less than three hours and is set to last way until the sunrise. At first I had been living in a world of fiction in my mind. I had pushed the nervousness and worry in the back of my mind by the help of a book and company. Now every suppressed feeling was rushing through me hitting me like a lightning bolt and I shuttered at the thought of being persuaded around to the who's who's of the Shifter society.

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