My mother claimed that a few wolves experience it when they near the age of eighteen because that's when they might find their mates, or it was simply late puberty. But I didn't think she was real. I had no idea that puberty altered the color of one's hair or eyes. I felt very anxious. I've never encountered someone whose hair changed color before meeting their friends or turning eighteen, so that had to be the cause. I didn't want to meet my mate either. It was Robin. I cherished Rob.
I was immediately knocked off my feet as a loud noise reverberated through the air, and my left ear's ability to hear failed. I was violently knocked to the ground by the explosion, which seemed to come out of nowhere. I heard something snap as soon as my head landed on the ground. Around me, everything became hazy. I forced my eyes open, but all I could hear was myself gasping for air and becoming numb to my surroundings.
