Malakar's POV.
I reluctantly leave Hope in bed, alone. The sun has just begun to peak over the horizon. For once, the skies are clear, and it isn't raining.
I'm still trying to wrap my head around the events of yesterday. I was sure that I would never see Hope again. Not after the falling out we had in her apartment. The look of utter disappointment in her eyes that night was almost more than I could take. I was so sure that she was done with me. With us.
But then she showed up here, and I felt like I was dreaming. She chose to come here. She wanted to. She wanted to see me again. The pack loved her, but I knew that they would. How could they not? She's wonderful. I wasn't at all surprised by my mother's attitude towards her, but I would be lying if I said that I wasn't hoping that she
