Chapter 10 Lachlan

Already a week into being of age, and I had to say it sucked. I had waited eighteen damn years for this period of my life, and as it turned out, it was nothing but a big, fat disappointment. My wolf had decided he was hibernating. Or, as the case was more likely to be, ignoring me like the ignorant little shit it appeared he was. My wolf was everything I did not want in a wolf. In truth, I had hoped for a wolf that I would gain another friend in, instead it appeared I had gained an enemy. A mortal enemy with the way things were going. I was now having to dodge my friends in their requests to go for a run, both Cole and Marcus desperate to meet my wolf. Neither one having been able to on my birthday, so trying each day since to arrange a chance to train together in our wolf form or run together. There was only one issue with that, the little fucker did not want to come out to play. My wolf was being as awkward as he could be.