Einar
Silver Moon Pack, the name sounded so natural as I said it, as cliché as it was, it did represent me in all accounts . I watched the guys clean up after the rogues had left. Finny had yet to say anything in fact he was too quiet for my liking. Perhaps I had been too selfish in giving our Pack a name? Maybe I was supposed to consult them? Gray was the only on that had responded but I could see that he too was deep in thought over something.
“ I am sorry, I should have waited for you guys to tell me ...” I started to speak but Finny’s sniffing had me silent, it was not like him to just start crying, unless…
“What is wrong Finny! Did they hurt you? Are you in pain?” I panicked and I frantically looked him over, anger building up in my chest at the slightest possibility that the rogu
