He knew that they likelycame for his Mistress. Although none of them excited him, he knew hewas expected to better himself in his leisure time. Char...es read thebook for over an hour before he saw Edytha push her way inside the room."Yes, Mistress," Charles replied getting to his feet to greet her."Bridget, what are you doing?" I was reading, Mistress," Charles answered in a meek tone that amusedEdytha."I'm turning in for the night," Edytha replied."Understood, Mistress."Edytha looked at. In the my Were community, just a fancy word for extended family, when a werewolf has reached the age of responsibility, 15, they must go on a hunt and survive alone in the wilderness and can not come home without a mate. But the catch the females have no say they just survive until a male finds one to his liking, but many times the female doesnt mind. Then after finding a mate the male takes the female back to his clan and the female never sees her family again. Now this may seem a bit harsh,. I would have mentioned the fact that it was her idea to meet at the bus stop but she didn't give me a chance, grabbing my arm and dragging me down the stairs as she continued to upbraid me.I assumed she was leading me downstairs towards the basement instead of upstairs to her room so she could yell at me more freely, as that floor was mostly used for storage. So when we got to the bottom of the stairs I was astonished when she turned her back on me and, still telling me how thoughtless and. Packets explodedand died as it impacted them. The box veered then returned to her.Lisa looked down at herself. In her flight she was interrupting photons and shredding chains of information. That must be what the box wasfollowing.She changed how she moved so that it was between around and within thepackets. No longer did a trail of shredded particles follow her.The box slowed but still trailed her.She shed the giant avatar of herself, thinning and spreading a piece ofherself to different nodes..