POV: Echo
Smiling, I sat back down at the table with the group of wolves who accepted me completely, just as I am. They had tidied up after our lunch while waiting for me to make my way back and had set aside a plate with a couple of bites of each type of food for me as I’d thrown up my lunch. I couldn’t help but smile widely at their thoughtfulness and care.
As I sat to eat it, Atlas, Travis, Blaze, and James kept us all amused with tales from their childhood. Or more accurately, stories about the shenanigans they would get into, such as two of them working together to distract the kitchen workers while the other two made way with as many freshly baked desserts as they could carry. Cordelia chimed in, explaining that her talent as a healer began with her constantly having to bandage u
