Joy
Visiting the packhouse had been awesome. Alex showed me all the rooms and floors of the pack house, and we even snuck into the basement to see the secret dungeon. It was like a real prison, with cells built like cages with silver-plated bars, chains attached to the walls, and nothing but a five-gallon bucket to use as a bathroom. Even though the cells were empty, it still had a smell like death and despair. Outside at the training grounds, we sat on the sidelines and watched as the adults trained to fight, and I got to see real werewolves shift right before my eyes for the first time.
It was a little weird when they shifted back, and they were naked, but Alex just shrugged and said it was a normal thing, and that I would get used to it.
I still covered my eyes.
But then the weeken
