Third Person's POV
Meanwhile, the Blade pack's packhouse was as lively as it was every year during the holiday.
This year was even more special with Abigail finally home after more than twenty years away. Edwin couldn't have been happier.
To celebrate her return, the pack had gone all out, making the feast grander than ever.
After dinner, the whole family stayed in the living room with Edwin, chatting and watching TV. Warm laughter filled the house.
Only Mortimer stood alone on the balcony, his phone clenched tightly in his hand.
The icy wind swept over his feverish skin, doing nothing to quell the inner turmoil. All he could do was endure, waiting for that restless heat to subside.
He stared blankly at his phone. The message he'd sent a while ago still had no reply.
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