The last time I was in this packhouse, I was devastated. I was broken and I didn’t know what to. But now, I am here, visiting as a member of a different pack.
“Are you okay?” I asked Pyro who looked so stressed to be here.
We’re sitting at the dining table as they fed us food. Roselyn was mandating all the female wolves to keep serving us food because we just came from a fight and from a two-hour run back to here. The members of my pack seemed to be very surprised at the feast in front of them right now. And that makes me guilty because I wasn’t able to provide a lot for them. They have suffered for years because of the curse and couldn’t even have a nice life.
I swallowed hard before turning to my mate beside me. I held Pyro’s hand under the table and smiled at him. “You look bothere
