Calli

Jacob was getting ready for bed, and I was pacing the house, my mind racing with thoughts of the guys and the letter my father had left. I didn’t understand what my father had meant about trusting my wolf. My wolf was pushing me towards the guys, but that wasn’t safe for Jacob. I didn’t know what to do. My wolf was just as confused and distressed as I was. The urge to shift was overwhelming. It had been so long. I was stupid to keep putting it off. If I didn’t shift soon, any emotional overload could cause a spontaneous shift, and I couldn’t afford to do that in front of anyone else. I had enough troubles without alerting the Shifter Council to my presence as well. I shuddered, and it was almost like I could feel the fur just under my skin, aching to push through. Fuck! How had I let it get this bad? Why was I continually fucking this up?