Sana
I sit quietly on the chair and hope that I made myself small enough for my family to see me, my insides churning nervously. I try to breathe in, but my chest became so heavy. I choke on air.
“Hey,” warm hands touch my nape and wraps it easily in his palm. His mark burning slightly on my shoulder. “Calm down. Nothing would happen” his breath touches the shell of my ear. My body burns.
I had to avoid looking at my parents in the eye. My hands nervously twiddled on the table. My parents sitting in front of me like the last time I’ve brought Albie here, except it is only us here, my grandparents are on their vacation and my uncles are still working for the pack.
“Sana” Mama is the first to break the silence. Changing seats to sit closer to me and covering my hands with hers. “It’s oka
