“For the strength of the Pack is the Wolf, and the strength of the Wolf is the Pack. Rudyard Kipling 22 years later Annie ran through the train station, swerving around the Friday rush hour commuters and school children as fast as she could. Trust her to be late, although to be fair, it had been a hell of a week at work with Fresher’s week and all and she hadn’t counted on her taxi finding itself in gridlocked traffic navigating the small Northern town where she had lived for the past twenty years or so. Jumping out of the taxi, Annie saw the train already idling in the station. Dashing along the platform, trying to find her carriage, her inner wolf’s voice encouraged her to move faster. “Hurry Annie…..wait it’s this one, you’ve run past….go back.” her wolf urged in her head. Annie skidded to a stop and turned about. Scuttling back to the carriage she’d just passed, she jumped on board and dumped her bags on the luggage rack. Checking the seat number on her ticket, she proceeded
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