It only takes me a few minutes to pack my belongings and get ready. As I finish up in the bathroom, I look at myself in the mirror. My life has done a complete one-eighty, I don’t even recognize the girl in the mirror. Her hair is full and healthy, she doesn’t have the dark circles I grew used to seeing every time I peeked into the mirror. Her cheeks are full instead of hollow. Her brown eyes are not dull and depressing but sparkle with life. Her curves have filled out and you can no longer see the rubs that were broken and bruised. Standing in front of me is a beautiful healthy girl, whose wolf hasn’t left her. Today embarks a new beginning and I can’t wait to start it. I walk out of the pack house closing the door on my past and opening the door for my future.
Stepping outside, the cris
