My parents and brother were waiting for me back downstairs. "Did you pick a room?" mom asked, sounding more bright and cheerful than she should have, given the circumstances. I nodded.

"There's a room facing the woods I took a liking to," I told her, trying to sound happy about my change in living arrangements. I knew it was safer here, and that was my family's only concern at the moment.

"Good, let's go get your things," my father added, sounding gruff. He didn't like this situation any more than I did.

It took a couple trips for us to get all of my things and bring them over to the house. They left everything in a pile outside of my new room. They were letting me organize the room myself. I carefully unlocked my door and got to work setting up my new room. It didn't take long to get everything in order. I really didn't have all that much stuff to organize, mostly just school uniforms and supplies. After everything was arranged, I headed back downstairs, firmly locking my door, to bid goodbye to my family.

"Remember, check in every day. Lights out is at 11. I expect your report by then as well," my Alpha ordered. It was different than my father giving the instructions. It was a direct order, one I couldn't disobey, since it was an order from pack, from the Alpha.

"Yes, Father," I replied meekly. That was the only response I could come up with. That was the only thing I could say. He nodded. After another hug with my mom, my family left me in the strange new house.

Professor Rhodes peeked her head out from her bedroom. "Is everything ok?" she asked me. I nodded shyly. It would be strange living with a teacher. She smiled at me. "The Headmistress is speaking with Apprentice Vida in regards to her moving here. I hope that it won't hurt you too badly if she declines..." I knew it was a kindness that she was warning me that Mary may not want to move. Especially since her rotten roommate was being shipped off to another school.

"Thank you for the warning, professor. I should get to work on my homework." It was a good excuse to go hide in my room. She couldn't argue with my reasoning. I really did need to do homework, and she couldn't fault me for wanting to get it done.

"If you need help, let me know!" she smiled, trying to be cheerful. At least there was one plus of living with one of the professors. She would always be here to help with homework in the evenings.

"Thank you," I repeated and rushed back upstairs. Once I was safely locked in my room, I changed into my pajamas. I made sure my room was organized to my standards, then got to work on my homework. It would be a long wait, waiting for word if Mary wanted to move here or not. I hoped against hope that she would.