Chapter 13

I always assumed that things have changed over the past 10 years, but inside I hopped that nothing did. When we pulled up into the pack driveway through the automatic gates, I knew nothing was the same. The traditional pack house was replaced with a bigger more modern one, that has a lot more technology. When the car stopped, I practically ran from it and danced along the front lawn. While Jennifer pranced over to the garden, I sprinted through the front doors and stared in amazement. "Holy shit!" I screamed looking at all the fancy architect. I sprinted up the marble staircase and slid along the polished wooden floors. I ran along the top floor until I ran down the stairs at the other end, then of course I awkwardly sprinted into the kitchen where a group of women stared at me. I've never seen these girls before I guess they joined the pack when I was gone and I must look so strange. Seeing a girl, they don't know wearing old styled clothing, out of breath with probably the worst