Chloe's POVIn the MayHill pack, being a white wolf is a curse, and that fact took a great toll on me. I had my white wolf at the age of six, but I kept her hidden because I would have been referred to as a freak if anyone had found out. I wasn't ready to face such scrutiny and become an outcast among my peers.“Chloe.” A voice called from downstairs, and I knew from its tone that it was none other than my grandma.She was the one person who loved me dearly, the only person who knew that I had a white wolf.“Grandma! I need to sleep more,” I groaned as I rolled from one end of the bed to another, my body still feeling the need for a long sleep.“Today is your birthday, Chloe, so get up already!” From the high pitch of her voice, I knew she was closer to my room.“I'm still feeling sleepy, grandma! Just give me ten minutes, and I will be downstairs immediately,” I said, but the door to my room burst open, revealing my grandmother, whose face was glowing red with anger.“Get up right no
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