Chapter Twelve: Amber

I sit on the blue carpet, reading a story to the pups in my class. Their curious eyes stare at the light book in my hands, eager to know what’s going to happen next. They know that it’ll have a happy ending, but that doesn’t stop them from getting nervous at scary parts or crying at sad parts. That’s one thing I’ve learned in my time here; pups show their emotions all the time. They never hide themselves from the world. They are braver than me in that aspect. I ran from the world the second I could. I didn’t want to see the pain and the hurt that I caused. The story ends and parents arrive to take their little wolves home. Each of them runs to me first, encasing me in our daily group hug before bouncing off to their parents. Sometimes, I find myself jealous of the pups. They are free. Free to live and love whomever they want. Free to be anyone they want to be. I wish I could be that innocent and hopeful.

“Where’s Kayla?” Alpha Stephen asks, pulling his son into his arms.

“I’m not sure