Liora
There was a major possibility of this being a mistake.
I was half aware that maybe my current contemplations about not wanting to deal with these things in solitude were a monumental misstep on my part.
But to hell with the fear. Any apprehension I felt at that moment derived from the thought of disappointment, of not exceeding the expectations others had of me, and the possibility of failure. But I knew that my feelings wouldn't change even if I confided in them. The uneasiness would remain no matter if I was alone or had the help of a dozen wolves.
Breathing deeply to steady myself, gathering as much courage as I could muster at this moment, I cleared my throat—the most mundane way of attempting to get their attention. Yet, when six pairs of eyes turned to me, I instantly regre
