We took dancing classes all week long and there was time for etiquette at the table. George really hated it, because all the time the teacher corrected how he held the fork or his talking at the table with his mouth full.
I would lie if I said that I didn't enjoy his suffering. And Alex too.
But the time came for our entrance tests, we all had to go to the House's training center to take a test with another Alter moon pack's wolves that had just turned eighteen. The pack's joining ceremony wasn't only for us, rouges, but for all who got their wolf and choose a specialty.
I and George were driven to the House of Hadrian training center. After registration, one of the soldiers gave us numbers to put on our t-shirts. Now we are called by our numbers, not names.
The center was just a bigg
