Something changed after that night.
Not in me.
Not that I could tell.
But in the way people looked at me.
Before, I had been invisible.
The wolf-less girl.
The one everyone had already decided they understood.
Now, people watched.
And I didn't know why.
It started with Mr. Hale.
During training, he called me onto the field.
Again.
I stood in front of him.
"What did I do?"
"Nothing."
"Then why am I here?"
"I want to test something."
I frowned.
"Test what?"
"Your reaction time."
I almost laughed.
"I already did the assessment."
"I know."
He picked up a wooden practice ball.
"Stand there."
I did.
He threw it.
I caught it.
He threw another.
I moved aside.
Another.
I caught it.
He stopped.
I looked at him.
"What?"
He didn't answer.
He picked up another ball.
