On a cold evening, I was standing in my room, looking out the window. I was waiting for my father’s arrival. It was my eighteenth birthday. I was so intense that I was patting. I felt something was wrong.
What might have gone wrong? I left my room and went to the pack’s house and I could feel everyone was unusually quiet. Everyone was staring at me, but no one seemed to tell me anything. But I knew something had changed.
Crystal ran towards me and held me tight in her arms.
“What's going on Crystal? Where is my father, I need to see my father.” I said worriedly.
“I am so sorry my dear Anna. It wasn't supposed to be this way.” She explained.
“What, what are you saying? I do not understand. What happened to my father Crystal?” I yelled.
I couldn't wait for a response, so I immedi
