*Saoirse*

My hand hesitated over the knob for the front door of the pack house. I had been standing like that for at least ten minutes, but I hadn't made any progress one way or another.

Thoughts were at war with themselves in my mind, and it was all my mother's fault. Well, it was hers and those elders.

I couldn’t help but curse in my mind.

My favorite curse was on repeat in my head, but it didn't help in getting rid of my anger or helping me make a ...