Aurélie POV
I threw myself into pack duties, burying myself in work so I wouldn’t have to think. Just work, work, work anything to keep my mind occupied.
I made sure all major pack business was wrapped up by midday, though. The afternoon belonged to Dominique and Delphine. Cupcake baking. Painting. Playing pirates. Hide and seek. Anything and everything. Recent events had made one thing painfully clear I needed to spend as much time with them as I possibly could. Life could change in an instant.
It had been five days since our dramatic evacuation from the Bloodnight pack. I tried not to dwell on it. I dreaded replaying the way our departure unfolded the way I collapsed in front of Damien, the humiliation of being carried to the car by Fabrice. Even the memory made my stomach churn. Whic
