Chapter .4.

I walk back into the pack house, pausing at the doorway to wipe my feet on the rug- my spirits lifted from talking to Schulman and Leo. They come plummeting back down the moment I look up and see father's angry face. I remain silent as he comes forward, arms crossed and familiar glare piercing into me. "Dad let me-" "What." He stops short a few inches from me, using his height to an advantage as he looks down from above, "were you thinking?" I swallow thickly and glance behind him, checking to see if maybe mother or Sandra were there. But there's no one. I look back up to him, pulling myself up to my full height as I glare back. "I drove to see if they would accept me." "And did they?" I flinch from his disbelieving tone. ".... No..." A look of conflict enters his face. It's one that I'm used to. One that tells me he is struggling w