Alone in the dark trying to ignore the singing of her heartbroken crazy wolf, Josie started to question everything. Not just the events of the last week, but her whole life. When she had showed her life to the others it made her remember every step of her life.
She was not the best person but the only time her life was truly bad was while she had been a vampire. She had never been a bad wolf, why did other wolves treat her so badly? Not just now but basically since she had been born she had been shunned by wolves for one reason or another.
When she came to a town she realized it was the one that the Witch Marie and her daughter Fran had lived in. She made her way to where their house with the round door had been. It was no longer there. It looked like it had burned down a long time ago
