Trixie's Point of view I laid in my own bed this morning holding volume seven of the history. Over the last two days I had made it through the first six volume of werewolf history and understood a lot more of where the- we came from, how we began from the Lycan's species. I now knew what a pack was and how they are all connected, they can talk to each other through the link in their minds, which was what they did when they got that blank stare on their faces. Trevor has asked me to join their pack. Which I was considering. I knew the ranks some; the Alpha and his family were at the top, then the Beta and then the Gamma and at the very bottom was Omegas. I had found out from asking Jerica a couple questions that this pack, the Smoky Mountain Pack, the second largest on the east coast, treated our omegas well. Some packs abused them and treated them like slaves. It was against the werewolf law to treat them this way however they primarily would have orders from their Alpha not to speak

Trixie's Point of view "I will join the pack under the condition that we are over, as in broke up." I hear the words leave my lips as if it wasn't my voice who spoke them. I look at him and he immediately looks like all the color has drained from his face. I swallow hard waiting for something to happen but he doesn't move only stare at me harder. "I don't understand." he says. "If we break up , I will join the pack." I say it again hoping he understands this time. "I heard you the first time, I am not deaf. I do not understand why that is what you want." he tells me his voice growing louder and Angier with each words. I flinch never hearing him speak this way. It made me sad that I was the one who caused it but also annoyed that he would speak to me this way. Leaning into the annoyed feeling would make this easy. I rolled my eyes. " Don't raise your voice at me. What is there to understand. I do not want to be your girlfriend any longer." I said slightly louder letting some attitude

Trixie point of viewThe doctors assistance came up to Jerica's room here at the pack house and stitched me up pretty good, told me to come see him in two more days to make sure it was healing well and if all was then he would remove them. Of course Jake kept watch over me until Jerica came in and then he sat in the corner mind-linking with someone while Trixie allowed me to just cry and get some of the things I was feeling. After some time we watched a movie and Jake left and came back with popcorn and snacks for us. After our movie ended Jerica and I started talking. "Well you have made it through 6 of the 10 books of our history. So you are catching up to the more important things that you should know. once you finish the other three; I will get one of our teachers to set up a regular study with you to cover more in detail anything you need and go over modern studies like how packs operate now and other things you will need to know." I nodded. "I feel like my brain is on overload.

Trixie's point of viewIt was Trevor. He was standing on the balcony over looking the back of the land were we were training. I was a little shocked to see him. I hadn't seen him since I broke it off with him. I wasn't avoiding him or anything our paths just hadn't crossed. Now they sure did. His eye bore through me and Spencer. He was panting and very angry. Then he jumped off of the balcony and ran into the woods. A second later I heard that cracking sound - the one Jerica's mom made when she shifted- so I guess he got mad, shifted and went running. As if this was normal behavior everyone else was going about their business. I looked between Dominic and Spencer a couple times. Dominic simply did one small shake of his head and tapped his ear. As if to tell me not to ask because Trevor would hear. I looked at Spencer who just shrugged at me now. "I think we have gotten in a fair amount of work today. Let's call it and pick up again tomorrow." Dominic told me with some finality to it

Trixie POV I woke up to my alarm playing the morning weather and then it rolled straight into today's top hits. I stretched out in my bed and got up. I took a quick shower and straightened my hair out. I put on my make-up. I pulled on some black leggings and a cute baby blue cropped sweater. My leggings were high waisted ones so even though my sweater was cropped there was practically no skin showing which was good for school. I threw on the new pair of Air Jordan sneakers that my parents got me last night. They were baby blue, white and pink with black ascents. I was in love with them. I grabbed my back pack as well as my duffle bag I had packed for my stay at the pack house this weekend, and headed down stairs where I could here my mom cooking breakfast. It smelled delicious. "Good morning my grown baby!" she said bittersweetly. "My baby is eighteen." She said putting down the frying pan with eggs and coming over and hugging me and giving me a kiss on the top of my head. I gave he