Troy
After the long day I had at school, I head straight to my pack house. I feel so bad for what happened to that girl, Elisa or something. Part of me is always happy hurting her and part of me is always filled with guilt. I wonder why? Maybe it is because she is not a bad person and she doesn’t deserve the way we treat her. I decide to go alone since I need some alone time to think. But when I get to the pack house, things do not seem normal. There are no children running around as they always do.
The pack area is so quiet, I wonder what happened. I rush to my parents’ house but they are not there. I run to the kitchen, I am sure I wouldn’t miss one or two omegas. I look around our big kitchen, but there is no one. As I am about to leave, I feel someone’s presence. I tip toe to where t
