Chapter Fifty-Nine

Two weeks passed.

Rae could hardly believe that she had spent so much time at StonePaw, enough time that she knew some of the wolves' names and even learned the whole dynamic of the pack. StonePaw was quite different from BloodMoon, in every conceivable way. The organization that her mother insisted on was nowhere to be found in StonePaw.

They were quite wild in their ways.

Etiquette was something her mother learned when she visited the human world when she was a pup and ever since, she implemented it in all aspects of her life. She insisted that they eat with knives and forks. The employees were expected to set the table and cook in a sophisticated manner. It was no wonder that Rae couldn't shift. She hadn't been raised as a wolf. She was raised to resemble humans. It was hard to admit, but it was the sad truth. She wondered how Kara coped here in StonePaw. They were remarkably different from them.

Living in StonePaw was the same as living at the camp. The only essential differenc