Lauren’s POV
I drop the box I’m holding onto the bed that sits in the middle of my new bedroom. My dad managed to scrounge me some empty boxes from other pack members and I’m now exhausted from carrying them all up the stairs from the back of his car.
‘This is the last one pumpkin’ my father says as he places my overflowing suitcase on the floor beside my feet.
I turn around and hug the man, ‘thanks dad’ I murmur, ‘I appreciate the help.’
My dad pulls back and winks at me, ‘anything for my baby girl’ he replies, returning my hug. ‘Where is Tyler? I expected him to appear and start hauling boxes for me, save this old man a few trips up the stairs.’
I shrug, fiddling with the notebook that sits on top of the pile of my belongings in the box in front of me.
‘I linked him and said I was
