(Harper’s POV)
My shifting for the first shift wasn’t fun. It was long; it was hard, and it was painful as hell. I remembered back a couple of weeks before my fifteenth birthday; I had started to get a fever. I had been so unwell and couldn’t understand why my parents seemed so excited about it. Around a week later, I had started to feel the aches around my body adjusting. I had been confused because I had watched my sister’s first shift, and it had seemed like a disappointing event. My parents had gotten excited, of course. Shifting for a wolf is one of our most treasured abilities and is always celebrated. But after my sister had shifted, something had changed in the family dynamic. Before her shift, my parents would dote upon her every word, and she could do no wrong. I had always felt
