The next day was an off day at university.
So Rose was at home all day. Her mom told her that she would come back home later.
Rose was alone while thinking about her life. She was broke, she was all alone. Rosalie was not there with her. Werewolves could not live without their wolves. It was their habit to live together. From their childhood, they learned how to shift and talk with their wolves. Their wolves were their inner person, their lifetime best friend.
Rose cried for her wolf for some time. Alice called her and she picked up the call,
"Hello."
"Are you ready?"
"It's too early to go, Alice."
"No. it's the right time to go."
"It's not even dark outside."
"Oh, you are a big girl now, hmm? Want to get out when it's dark?"
"Shut up. I'm going to be ready."
"20 minutes, Ross
