~Gabriella~
Six months...
Just six months...
This is what I get for being human. The only human in a powerful family of pure blooded lycans.
As I pull up to the roadside, I look out at the rain-soaked streets of the flourishing city, Los Angeles. Each drop harmonizes with the blaring horns of passing cars and the murmurs of people rushing through the streets.
I watch as they hurry towards shelter, seeking refuge in a nearby store. Some under the canopy of the bus stop.
I walk to the curb, clutching my umbrella tightly as I wait for the traffic light to turn red. My blue eyes sting with desperation, and despite the dark circles beneath them, I squint through the relentless downpour.
