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.
• I liked to keep myself fit, and exercise was an important part of my days. But, I knew the same could be said of my friends, so my whole daily routine had to be turned upside down in a bid to avoid running into my friends so they did not ask to join me... and in doing so, ask to meet the shitty little runt I had been given for a wolf. Instead I was having to sneak out of the house before the sun was up to go for my daily run. Then I had to create elaborate reasons why I could not go to pack training, because again, a large part of this when you came of age was training within your wolf form... questions would be asked if I did this with no wolf. I would be a very questionable Beta wolf, with no fucking wolf. So, for the time being at least, I was in partial hiding. But I knew this would not work long term. I needed to solve this issue, I guess you could call it, with my wolf; but, in truth, I just didn’t know how.