Chapter Fifty Five

(Cara's POV)

It was like walking into the Shadow Pack for the first time, but this time they didn't hide their stares. In the Shadow Pack, I was the Luna, but not here; they stared openly; some even paused what they were doing to look. I didn't know I was this popular, not that I like this kind of popularity; it only made me feel weird.

They were the weird ones.

But here, being a werewolf was normal, and being a human amongst them wasn't.

Rollins held me close; it was clear, not that I hadn't known before now; Rollins was feared; they treated him the same way they would their Alpha; but most of them stayed away from him, bowing their eyes when he passed by; but I, on the other hand was treated me like some artifact in the museum; it was getting irritating; I couldn't wait for it to be all over; to get back home; not that home held anything promising for me; I couldn't go past the shame I felt; that I was not strong enough; some part of me still wanted to accept the challenge; I knew