I loved being surrounded by my Mum’s family when we visited their pack. They were always so welcoming. But damn did I hate their weather! Always so much cooler than home, and it seemed to love to rain. A definite downside to our visits here.
“Have you seen Sergio?” Rico asked, walking down the stairs of our grandparents' house. I shook my head at him as I finished my toast. To be fair, I had barely seen my brother since we had arrived, and he had gone a little weird in the packhouse. Other than the occasional passing of paths in the house, he had barely been around.
I swallowed my food quickly, before looking at him. “He has barely been here. Grandpa said he had things to see to. I assumed he meant training, that is usually what you guys have to do.”
“Hmm. He came to a training sessio
