Chapter 9

As horrible as it sounds, I nearly forgot about them. My poor mom will now have to take time out of her night to pick me up. It's not easy being a single parent. Not wanting to be stuck in a bed any longer, I stand up and steadily take some steps forward. Turning my hip and hearing small creaks as my joints finally got some stretch, I prepare to search for the front door. You would think that the biggest, boldest werewolf would want to live in a huge mansion, but clearly this wasn't the case for Alpha Wilder. His house was small, only two floors, yet it still had this cozy feeling to it. The more I looked around the less gloomy it felt. As soon as I walked out from the room, I saw two other doors further down the hall and a grand staircase leading down. Following down the steps, I reached the only other floor. I was impressed with how organized everything was, the glossy white tiled floor with grey designs on it and white furniture to match looked