Party For Three

I used to think that nothing was going right, until a wise old woman told me to go left. So I did.

They say if you don't have your wolf when you are sixteen, you are human. Most of my friends had theirs come out at twelve or thirteen. But alas, I am seventeen and wolf-less. But not were-less...
No there is indeed a were that has come out of me, but she is no wolf.

I found all this out, because I went left. Right isn't always right. In fact for me, right was wrong.

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