Blair POV
I walked outside, the sunshine warm and soothing, the gentle breeze relaxing and comforting. It was beautiful and I sucked in a deep breath of fresh air, humming lightly under my breath. My eyes swept the grounds as I walked onto the grass, my shoes sinking into the lush, soft grass, spotting Sierra in the distance and without hesitation I walked over to her, seeing her growling as she cut at some shrubs with a scowl on her face and a rather weak looking saw.
"Are you happy" she spat at me, her gorgeous hair now dishevelled and breaking free of the French braid she had put it in, her hand gesturing wildly towards some of the pack members who were openly pointing and staring at her "Everybody is making fun of me" she snapped.
Was I supposed to feel guilty? I remembered her in
