Esme's P.O.V.
I need to talk to Gabe.
Handling pack matters is definitely not one of my duty as a new member of his now very small pack. I'm not supposed to voice out my opinions, but I've been thinking about this idea the entire week.
We've been hunting, finding food in the forest, and hiding. For how long are we going to live like this? We can't let our people live in fear. We have children who needs to live in a real world to explore who they really are. The last thing I want to happen is for them to forget their true identity.
As a matter of fact, it's been a long time since they transformed themselves to their wolf forms. There just wasn't enough space in this tight cave.
I sheepishly peeked outside to check if Gabe is still talking with someone. I still have no idea
