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The anger that had fueled me to leave and get on the plane had fizzled out about halfway through the flight. Suddenly, the pain came back and I was left crying on a plane I was doubting I even wanted to be on anymore. Maybe I should have let Darren explain? No! How could he explain cheating on me with my sister? The thought of it brought a whole new wave of tears. The man in a business suit next to me looked at loss of what to to do when you're stuck next to a strange, crying teenage girl for a few hours so he settled for offering me a tissue and giving me a comforting smile.

The tears had finally stopped when the plane landed so I could at least form coherent sentences when I was picking up a hire car to get to my destination.

I drove up the long driveway to my Uncle's house in awe. The path was lined either side by a dense, green forest which looked perfect for running and exploring in my wolf form. It led up to a huge house with ivy growing up all the walls so it almost blended into the trees surrounding it.  The walls were made from grey rocks of different sizes so it almost looked like a mini, medieval castle. It had to be big as my uncle was alpha of his pack so he had pack members staying with him frequently. That was why I didn't feel too guilty about asking him to let me stay as he was always welcoming strangers into his home.

He used to be part of my father's pack but they got into a huge argument a few years ago. My Uncle wanted to train our pack to be stronger and more self-sufficient but my father wanted to rely on the neighboring packs to defend us and to spend more time on improving the buildings and services for our pack. Eventually, my uncle left with about half the pack that agreed with him to start his own and train them how he wanted. My father was so annoyed that he banned us from talking to him but after a year or so he calmed down and let us phone him if we wanted. I occasionally phoned my aunt and uncle as they were awesome people and I missed them but my father refused to speak to them. I had phoned them last night before I got on the plane and asked if it was okay if I stayed with them for a little while and they didn't mind at all. They had the space and they were very kind, besides, I think they kind of missed me too.

I knocked on the large brown door and waited for someone to answer it. My aunt Megan was the one to open it.

"Alex! Oh you've grown so much! You look beautiful!" She cried before pulling me into a hug. She was a large woman with a heart of gold. She had on a flowing, floral dress with her dirty blonde hair pulled into and bun.

"Aunt Megan! It's great to see you!" I smiled at her although I'm not sure it was entirely convincing and hugged her back. I was ecstatic that I could see them again and spend time with them but I wish it was under different circumstances.

"Come in, come in! I'll show you around! Your Uncle is out at the moment but he should be back later." She said excitedly and pulled me by the hand through the huge house. 

She showed me all the different rooms in the house and her bright smile did not falter once. I think she realized that I was not feeling up to smiling for extended periods of time but she did her best to make me feel welcome and I was eternally grateful for that. 

The last stop of the tour was the room that was going to be mine. She pushed open the dull wooden door and I momentarily forgot my sadness and grinned at what was inside. It was bigger than my room at home with a white carpet floor and white walls. The far wall, behind the bed, was painted a gorgeous deep rep which matched the bedspread and the curtains that framed a huge bay window which looked out over the forest that surrounded the mansion. There was a floor length mirror in one corner and a small armchair in the other with a wooden chest of drawers and wardrobe in between.

"Thank you so much, Aunt Megan! This room is beautiful!" I turned to give her a hug and her smile only grew at seeing me look happy for the first time since I arrived.

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