Rhea
I’m sitting on one of the small chairs in the workers' quarters, watching my good friend, Taylor, fold a stack of linens. She looks different now. She looks stronger. The change into a werewolf has sharpened her features, I somehow wish I could experience that. But I can’t.
After I treated the future Luna hours ago, I was told that I’ve officially joined the pack, even as a…human, and they asked me to stay with the rest of the group who have been fully turned. Everyone here in this busy room can now call themselves a He or She wolf. Everyone except me.
“At first, I was scared, but seeing you now, I wish I was turned too, Tay.” I whisper, looking around the room. I spot Nora scrubbing some material on the floor with her bare hands. She catches my gaze and gives me the stink eye. I
