Yorick:
"Your brother will be so happy to see you," my mother stated as we were finally home.
Our pack had always been the quietest one. Nobody really poked their noses into each other's matters.
In fact, my father had made sure everyone did their job without questioning anything, and it worked in our favor.
Nobody knew the dark side of our home, our life.
"So, how are you feeling about getting out of the academy?" my mother asked me, a bright smile still on her lips.
"Not satisfied," I responded, letting her know it felt like I had left so much behind.
"It's alright. Everything will be fine. Just focus on getting the power now," my mother uttered.
I got out of the car and looked around at the people. They were all looking at me with bright smiles on their faces.
"Do they not know what I was accused of?" I asked my mother. She avoided my eyes.
That was when I focused on the women's faces. Their smiles were the brightest, but they were fake.
