Aurora’s POV
Who knew pack gatherings could be this enjoyable?
I didn’t expect to have as much fun as I did yesterday. At one point, I didn’t want it to end. I managed to make more friends than I ever had combined in my life.
I laughed more than I had since we left Vancouver, and I fell asleep that night with the unfamiliar sensation of my cheeks sore from smiling.
For the first time, I had real contacts saved in my phone.
Jenny Cole, whom I saved as “Jenny Fire,” had already sent me three voice notes by the time I woke up the next morning.
Each was longer than the last, about definitely meeting up again, and other weird stuff I did not really get.
Lucielle had quietly slipped her number to me when the night ended, passing a small piece of paper as if it were a secret.
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