Vivien
“For you, Miss.”
I take the note from the guard who’d rushed up here from the back entrance of the pack house. It’s been a rather uneventful day, unlike the rest of how my week’s been. All I’ve done today is play around with the youngest children who’ve been left around after the older ones went off to school.
“Who is it from?” I ask, pulling the edges of the paper open.
Warmth cascades all around me.
You’ve had a long couple of days. Come away with me this weekend, my love.
Kieran.
A blush spreads down my neck.
“She gottah lhove letter from Alpha Kierhan!” One of the little girls squeals, eliciting similar responses from the girls around her.
I tuck the note to my chest, laughing at their reactions. My eyes shift to the guard standing idle to the side, his hands at his
