I followed Joshua down to the main dining area where every meal in the pack house was held. The chefs always worked hard to make sure that there was a plentiful spread and there was always enough for everyone to help themselves, plus leftovers to go into the fridge if anyone needed to eat when they weren’t working.
It was similar to how things had run in the White Fang Pack, but there were always differences that made me yearn for home. Even during those times when Levi hadn’t been around, there were still plenty of warm and friendly faces to keep me company.
The Ridgeway Pack’s meal times had a different air to them. They were a little more formal. Even in the mornings, it wasn’t acceptable for anyone who lived in the pack house or was visiting to be in casual clothing or have bedhead
