Roberta POV
We entered the bedroom and saw memorabilia of the time Drew used this bedroom, pictures on the wall of bands he was into back then, and I was glad that there were no pictures of girls hanging up, even the few photographs on the table were of his family and his best friends, it was sad to see that there were so few pictures, I had heard he had a lonely life, with a tyrant for a Father and this seemed to confirm that maybe his childhood was as bad as the rumors said.
The emotions Drew was sending me through our mate bond, were both sad and angry, it seemed he was not keen on having this room as the one to use now, but it was really the only safe option, the pack was cautious, even though they had pledged to the new alpha, it did not feel right somehow.
Our pack is in good sha
