147. Did you get lost, little runt?

Sophia POV

I stared at the mirror and winced as I was not too fond of the way I looked.

I was different than all the other wolves in my pack. Most of the girls here had long, black hair and heart-shaped faces with sharp features but not me. My hair was as red as fire. Growing up, kids used to make fun of me, saying I was a hothead even though I was the most mild-mannered girl in the group. Even my wolf had red hair. I had a small round face that was full of freckles and a pair of light blue eyes.

"Stop looking at yourself so much. You will break the mirror with your vanity," my sister Liz remarked sarcastically.

I looked at her and snapped. "I am not trying to be vain. You know how much I hate the way I look!"

Liz shook her head. "You are crazy. Everyone thinks you are beautiful."

"Yeah, by everyone, do you mean you and mom?" I laughed bitterly.

"No silly, not just me and mom. Elija too," Liz smirked.

I felt a flicker of hope. Elija was our pack beta's son. He was only a few years old