Fat. That's what I was. Not curvy, not big, fat. I guess that's what everyone saw, what everyone thought. "Wow, look at her, who knew a werewolf could be so fat!" They would say. Well, everyone would say that and I would expect it. But not from my mate. He's out of the picture now, and I'm a skinny little bitch. I turned into a crazy, almost psycho over him and now look at me. Respected, pretty, powerful, and bad ass. Why did he have to come back in my life?All Rights Reserved