Chapter 27

"I need to talk to you."

I spent hours mulling over my words in my room, debating if I should even go through with the conversation. But it had to be done. Dotty's words have been weighing heavy in my head. She thinks that I can make a difference in this pack and I'm going to try.

"Hm?" Benji peered up from the papers littering his desk. I don't usually like to venture in his office. It was one of the few 'off limits' places in the house, when I first arrived. "What's bothering you?" He asks.

A nervous energy nestled in my chest. Goddess, why am I such a coward? It was times like this where I desperately wished I had a stronger backbone. A backbone like Dotty's or Gwen's.

A nearly fading memory of dirty blonde hair and determined blue eyes sprung to mind at my thoughts. Nerves were quickly replaced with unwavering guilt. I've been so focused on my own personal life that I've become selfish. I've lost focus on where I came from - what brought me to this pack.

Those horrid cells.