I sighed, resting my palms flat on the two sides of my head. I raked my fingers through my brownish-blonde hair and squeezed the strands gently. Twirling my stripe of blue hair between my fingers, my eyes swiped over the cursive script again and the words tugged a smile on my face. Jasmine, my sister, was inviting me to Woodbridge High to visit the wolves in training and prepare them for their pack entry exams. My wolf, Caspian, howled with delight at the news that our beloved younger sister wanted to see us again.
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