Tasha's POV I'm hiding in my little space that was never supposed to be a room. I'm looking around for something to shield me from the wrath that is coming. As to no avail there is nothing here. I hate my life I can't wait to get my wolf in three days so I can run away and find my mate. I don't have much not even for a regular sized room, and all the rooms here are pretty massive. Everything I have can fit in a shoe box, the room is the size of small broom closet. I only have a small cot I been using to sleep on since I was four. I have two shirts, one cardigan I found in the trash and Luna Tia let me keep because it had a hole in it. I have two pair of pants, one for work and...well let's just say they both for work. There's my half of a toothbrush, and yes I really do mean half, that I was given because a guest broke it in half because it was the wrong color. I'm suddenly snatched out my thoughts when the door to my little bird cage is ripped open.....COME HERE YOU S**t