"Thank you," I whispered, my eyes stinging. This feeling of being accepted and welcomed... it was so new to me, but so warm.
Kael went on to introduce me to the others—the head doctor, the combat instructor for the young wolves, and even an old man who looked like a scholar, in charge of werewolf history and culture. Everyone welcomed me warmly. No one seemed curious about my past or judged me for it.
I thought they would look down on me because of where I came from, because I was wolfless, and because of my history... but no one seemed to give a damn about any of that. Their smiles looked genuine and friendly. Their eyes held nothing but welcome.
"I thought..." I whispered to Kael, so quiet I could barely be heard. "I thought they would... look down on me. Because of where I come from,
