Chapter 185

Infuriated by my big brother's persistent rules, I jumped from my bed and slid on my shoes. I needed to be stronger, needed to train. I had so many questions, and if no one else would give me the answers, then I'd go look for them myself. But first of all, I needed to be strong enough to run away from the pack. It had been five years. The pack had changed since that night, and so had Ethan. I had been living at Vicky's house ever since, but my brothers still stayed in the pack house, even though they didn't get along well like before. Sometimes I would hear Soren argue with Ethan, saying things like, “You need to tell me the truth,” but Ethan never answered him no matter how hard Soren pushed. I had a feeling that they were referring to Mommy and Dad. It wasn't like I missed my parents—I didn't know what parents really meant until I started living in Vicky's house. I learned that kids didn't get punished for every tiny thing they did; I learned that, even if kids made mistakes, they di