Adele pov.
Stepping out of the car, nostalgia hits me. I feel the breath of fresh air in my lungs
and sigh.
It's good to be home, not much has changed. The main packhouse is one of the best
out there and looks like they are still building.
I smile as my brother, the outgoing alpha comes to welcome me, alongside his Luna,
Nancy.
"Sister, you're welcome." Ramos kisses my cheek, I bow in respect. He may be my
brother but he's still my alpha.
"Luna," I greet. Nancy mutters a weak hey. And I smile. We are not too close but
she's family so we tolerate each other.
"Where is the man of the hour?" I ask, looking around for my nephew.
"He's getting ready. Go in," Ramos directs.
I swing the door open to Dylan's suite and find him struggling with his tie
"You haven't learned how to yet?"
