A Call To Arms
" I heard you came to a decision, Flora," Marissa rumored in huddles at a small living room, a distant hum of a television on the fringe slightly audible above their heaving breaths.
Flora's voice was stern, but her words quivered with the residual pain." Yes, Marissa. My father's final words resound in my mind every time I close my eyes. He told me to struggle, to reclaim honor from the ashes of our downfall. I can no longer live as a alternate to the pack's will. I've to make my own fortune.".
Marissa frowned," But the public werewolf army? That is a whole different ball game, Flora. Are you sure you want to join a battleground for vengeance and honor?
Flora peered her straight in the eye," I am sick of the muted agony. I am sick of feeling bitsy and insignificant unde
