It had to have been Hecate. The goddess of witchcraft had done this to her; to punish Lena for daring to try freeing Arion from the goddess' control. ...hen the song finally ended, Lena lay on her couch, tears dried on her face, hollow and alone. She woke the next morning, having cried herself to sleep. She looked at the jukebox and felt the tears coming back when she noticed something was off about the machine. Previously, it had only had fifteen songs playable on its buttons. But now, there was. I did not have the luxury of saying no. I was a legacy; endorsed by two graduate sisters, my adopted mother Sam Kramer and my former program mentor Jan Thayer, and I had accepted the SKG athlete scholar scholarship for four years of tuition and room and board in the house.The sign just inside the door of the SKG House made me giggle. "All Freshman pledges will leave their suitcases containing clothing in the great room on the first floor." Sam had warned me that the three weeks of SKG pledging. Wrapping the towel more firmly around me, I hobbled over to the dresser; in the Alpha's house, spare clothes were kept on hand for those who'd Changed. I pulled out a t-shirt and a pair of sweat pants, finding a pair of panties in the dresser as well that were brand new.Without any real hesitation, I dropped my towel and struggled into the clothes, my wet hair making things difficult."Oh gods, I'm sorry, Ramirez," Talon said softly, his eyes averted after a quick glance."What?" I was looking at. "Since I am a wise and benevolent mistress," she continued, pacing aroundthe room in her jeans and no shirt, "I will give you a choice. You caneither spend the rest of the day as a woman, or spend half an hour as one."I blinked in surprise. That hardly seemed like a choice, but I was surethere would be a catch. There had to be. Otherwise she wouldn't have offeredit up."What will I have to do if I choose the half an hour?" I asked warily,guessing that she would make me do something for half an.