I stood up, leaned against the wall as I held the ancient receiver of the pay phone and placed it to my ear.

"Pick up already." I sighed in frustration.

I knew the rules. Every Saturday we girls are allowed off campus, and the first stop everyone makes is the phone bank. A row of nine pay phones. Not exactly ideal for an entire school of girls ranging in ages from ten - nineteen, not one allowed a cellphone.

So of course the phone bank has rules: Each girl is allowed a ten minute conversation, not a minute longer, unless you've been given a pass (usually given for good behavior). Your time can also be reduced, for bad behavior.

And since Ms Motts caught me gossiping with Chanel in class I've been reduced to five minutes, and of course the time starts from the time you drop your change into the machine, not when the other party picks up.

"Hello?"

"Finally, look I don't have long so let me start" I rushed out. "I'm doing well, my grades are good, tell mom I'm eating plenty and I miss you guys like crazy. Alright, your turn."

"Mom and I are doing fine, of course we always think about you and miss you constantly and can't wait to have you home for the holidays, speaking of which I should mention that we've moved."

"What?!" I nearly screamed.

"Yeah" Gianna said, "mom finally decided to move back to her old territory from before she met dad, anyways I'll write since I can tell you're in a rush...I love and stay out of trouble Little Lina."

Even in my slight shock I couldn't help but smile at hearing my sisters nickname for me, "love you too." I hung up and quickly moved out of the way of the next girl readying to use the payphone.

I strolled over to the usual bench and took a seat, I let Gianna's words sink in.

Once more I smiled, "she's finally done it." I was happy for my mom. More so, as selfish as It may sound...I felt happy for myself. If my Mom moved back to her old pack then they had moved closer to me...maybe I'd be able to even visit them now, or have them at least visit me occasionally.

"Who's done what?" Chanel asked.

I looked up into the bright face of my best friend, her red hair looking like fire as the sun shine down on her.

"My mom," I answered. "She's finally moved on from the death of my father."

"How do you know?" Chanel asked as she took a seat next to me on the bench, now I was face to face with her, her green eyes full of wonder.

"Well I talked to Gia, she said they moved back to mom's old pack."

"That's surprising, then again it has been like what, eleven years since he passed away." She commented gently.

I nodded, "yep, I wasn't even eight when it happened."

"I guess losing your mate is a tough thing."

"You have no idea." I remarked as memories of my mother's full on spiral into chronic depression filled my mind, all of those drunken binges, nights I would wake up listening to the sound of her cry. Her sobs were like the soundtrack of her heart, broken always so full of sadness.

"Oh and you do?" She responded.

I snapped out of my thoughts, "of course I don't know first hand," I sounded, I don't like to bringing up my mothers downfalls, even if it is with my best friend. "It's just... well we're taught that our mates are like a part of us, so obviously it would be hell to lose a part of us."

"Well I hope I don't ever find my mate." She quickly quipped.

I rolled my eyes, "here we go again."

"I mean really, why would I want to be tied down to one guy... so he can tell me how to live my life, no...not when I can continue having fun and...-" She paused and smiled at a man passing us, her lightly freckled left cheek lifting just so, as she brought her eyelid down to create a perfect wink, the guy smiled back but continued on his way. Chanel sighed, "...as I was saying, how could I pass up on all these deliciously available men just walking around, ready for fun and adventure?"

I shook my head, "it's too early for your rebellious rants."

"Fine, tea...coffee?" She asked as she stood.

Given my mood I thought I'd need to calm myself more than wake myself up. "Tea." I nodded and then stood with her, we hooked our arms together and went on our way, window shopping as we passed the various boutiques.

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(( Three Days Later ))

"Mail call!" Our Dorm Manager called out.

Just like every other day this week I silently waited as she called out all of the girls in this building alphabetically.

"De Laurentis"

"Finally," I whispered under my breath as I stepped forward. I took the parcel and headed straight to my room, I knew Chanel would be hot on my heels.

"What'd ya get?" She asked as soon as she closed the door behind her.

I ignored her question and carefully opened the brown package. Right away a warm familiar scent hit me and my eyes immediately began to rake the box, finally they fell onto a plastic container, the scent brought up a happier childhood memory.

"Ooh treats." Chanel sounded as she helped herself to the plastic containers, of course I didn't mind..

"Yeah, it's brownies, they used to be my favorite." I said as I looked down at the rest of contents in the box, and finally I found a letter. "s-save me some." I said as I opened the letter only to find that the letter wasn't very long. I pushed the box away a little and tucked my legs under me as I began to read the letter.

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Little Lina,
Sorry it took so long to write, but sometimes life just has a funny way of getting in the way. Anyways, as I'm sure you've noticed, Mom really misses you...so much so that I found her baking just this morning. Afterward she made me take her to the mall so she could get you a new bottle of your favorite perfume. This move seems to have been the best thing for her Lina.

About the move...I know I should've told you sooner but it never really seemed to come up before, and I know how much you loved the old place...we all did for obvious reasons. But it was time for us to move on.

Alpha Trent was a bit hesitant in letting us leave but after I shot down his proposal for the fifth time he finally gave in and allowed us to leave. Believe it or not Mom's working again, and I've even gone back to school, and I'm also seeing someone new too.

Oh Lina I can't wait for you to come home for the holidays...the new house is great, maybe you can even my new guy...if I'm being honest he can be kind of boring and a bit of a stiff at times, but he's extremely handsome and very very intellegent. Ugh, come home already Lina, I miss you so much, I guess I'll talk to you come Saturday. Love Always, Gianna.

P.S: Since we're closer and our schedules are somewhat hectic lately, I bought you a ticket to grab the train to our new pack...no worries mom or I will be there to pick you up from the staion, but take care of your ticket.
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I read the letter two more times, my eyes wide with shock.

"W-what's wrong?" Chanel asked worriedly, she must've sensed my wolf clawing to come out.

"Two months." I said...I was hurt. "How could they have just moved and carried on with a life as if I didn't exist, they, they've been at this new pack for at least two months and I'm just now finding out...-"

"What?" She asked just as confused.

"And they never even came to visit or asked me to come out to spend the weekend with them...I mean that's why I never go home, it was always too far before...but now, mom's old pack isn't too far from here."

"Lina...I don' t have the answers hun...wish I did but...I don't know, maybe they wanted to surprise you when it was time for you to come out for the holidays."

"I can't even imagine what would've happened if I wasn't going home for the Holidays...who knows how much longer they would've kept it from me." I could feel my heated tears beginning to spring forward, "I never wanted to come to this stupid school, I didn't ask to come here."

She nodded, we were both practically forced here, and seemingly neglected by our families.

"Wanna look at Memes?" She asked as she held out the brownies towards me.

Now we aren't suppose to have electronics in the rooms especially cellphones...but Chanel has a grandpa that actually loves her and cares enough to stay in contact, so he had one sent to her.

I nodded, "This school sucks."

St Magdalene's is an all she-wolf academy that takes young she-wolves and prepares them for their first change as well as teach them how to stay refined young ladies even though we are part beast.

Really it's one giant drama filled school with overly hormonal she-wolves ready to kill each other first chance they get.

As we sat there and ate the sweet my mom packed and watched random videos Chanel could tell I was still dwelling on the letter.

"I'm sure it's nothing like you're thinking Evalina...your mom and sister love you, if anything, they probably just didn't want to overwhelm you, that house is the last thing you had of your dad."

Now I was full on crying, sure I miss my dad from time to time, I wonder what my life would've been like if he were still here, but right now I was still trying to grasp the fact that for two months my sister failed to mention something as significant as a pack move.

"Hey come on now..." Chanel said as she pulled me into a hug. "I'm sure everything will be fine...come on, lets go for a run to clear your mind." I nodded and gave in to her offer, I crumbled up the letter and tossed into my waste bin on my way out of my dorm room.

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A/N:
Chanel Addams- Emma Stone (think vixen Emma Stone from Gangster Squad or Easy A)