***Karina***
Most werewolves get excited for their first shift but not me. I knew shifting would only make my father less forgiving of my mistakes and I was not sure I would survive any more ridicule from him. When the clock struck midnight, I got into position for my first shift, eager to put the whole ordeal behind me. But nothing happened. Several minutes of awkward silence rolled by and I still stood in my human form, much to my father's anger. Twenty minutes later, my father lost what little patience he had and took matters into his own hands . I was chased by his wolf in an attempt to provoke my wolf out of me. It was the most terrifying fifteen minutes of my life. I found myself cornered near a cliff and my wolf had no choice but to come out to protect me.
After last night's shif
