It is my home without anyone telling me what to do! With the groceries put away, I eat a bowl of cereal for dinner. Dad would never allow me to do that at home. A wolf needs meat. My father’s voice echoes through my brain. A wolf needs cereal loaded with sugar once in awhile too! I can’t wait to sit in that window and read in the sunshine. I study it thinking about the most comfortable position to sit and read. I clean my dishes and head for the shower. At nine the next morning when the elderly woman opens the front doors of the thrift shop, I am there waiting. I smile and hear her growl. Shit, wolf! I didn’t scent her and that could be dangerous but not nearly as dangerous as the perfume that she is wearing. Wow. “You don’t belong here girl.” She hisses. “I’m new in town. I just got in yesterday. I didn’t know there was a pack in town. If you can give me your alpha’s address, I will check in with him.” She nodded. “You go do your shopping and I will write it down dear.” That was easy enough. Now how do I convince the alpha that I come from nowhere and that nobody is looking for me? If he calls my dad and checks in, I am going to be in huge trouble. I don’t feel like shopping any more but I find a few pairs of pants and some shirts that will fit me and are in decent shape. I bring them to the counter and give her money. She gives me a card. It says Larry Miller – East View Pack and there’s a phone number. I stick it in my pocket and thank her then take the bag of clothes. I walk back to the bookstore. When am I supposed to call this alpha wolf? Perhaps I should just show up at his door. No, that’s rude. Crap. I want to be free at least for a while.
