Blood for the Pack
Just because my wolf mom scratched Ava Shaw's favorite dress, Noah Potter called a butcher.
He punished her seriously.
I found her dying body and screamed at him.
"I told you before—I was raised by wolves. What you did to her is no different from killing my mother!"
Noah stayed cold. He covered Ava's eyes and stared at me.
"You are just a stray kid my stepmom picked up. Stop trying to fool me."
My wolf mom was still bleeding as she dragged herself toward me. I crawled to her and held her tight.
"I stayed here to repay Noah's family for helping the wolf pack. You chased me for miles because you could not let me go. I never thought I would end up hurting you instead."
That night, I held my wolf mom and knelt in front of Aunt Wendy's memorial.
"Aunt Wendy, the Potters' Zoo are everywhere now. They do not need my gift anymore. I should leave."