I don’t want to go. This is a bad idea. I paced in my bedroom. The gathering is in less than three hours and is set to last way until the sunrise. At first I had been living in a world of fiction in my mind. I had pushed the nervousness and worry in the back of my mind by the help of a book and company. Now every suppressed feeling was rushing through me hitting me like a lightning bolt and I shuttered at the thought of being persuaded around to the who’s who’s of the Shifter society.
I don’t know anything about politics, I didn’t even know the names of the council members, I was not schooled in the fine art of female shifter manners, I was a savage to them and they might laugh and scorn me.
A knock on the door rang through and then it opened, revealing Aurora. She was wearing the
