I walked back to my room, taking a quick shower before getting dressed to go back to the Patrol House. The Pack House was erupting in excitement due to the King's arrival, and the reason for the arrival, the investigation into attempted murders, was nearly forgotten. As I walked through the Hosue, for the first time in over a month, it felt like I was forgotten. Invisible. It felt nice to be able to walk through what was meant to be my own home without constantly being bombarded. It was like a sigh of relief. There was deep cleaning being done, furniture moved, wall decor taken down to dust under it, all the things that are normally only done once every couple of months or when there was a big event. As I walked through the house, I heard Omegas chattering amongst themselves, excited to fi
