Lyra
My first chemotherapy session was fixed for the day after tomorrow, Drake firmly believed that the sooner I started treatment, the better. Since this suited my plans, I agreed, though I was worried about the side effects of the chemicals that would be pumped into my body.
Since my case was unique - we both didn’t know of any werewolves who had gone through the same course of treatment - I had no idea if I would experience the same symptoms like weakness, nausea and hair loss. Still, it was safe to assume that I would, which meant I needed to plan ahead.
Starting with moving out of the Blue Ridge pack. I still didn’t know where I would go since before now, I hadn’t planned to survive long enough to worry about the future. I would have to find a cheap place to rent until the rest of
