Talking to Aunty Claire was refreshing. Her voice was so comforting and assuring. Before she fell asleep,she chased me out of her room because she didn't want me to baby her, so I respected her wishes.
Now I'm walking around with a heap of files after doing some paperwork. I never thought Luna duties in the pack would be difficult.The paper work itself feels like an office job I have watched in movies with Melo. Reports about the pack, records of the pack members and events that have to be planned. It is something I didn't prepare myself for and it makes me question who was taking care of the pack while Maddox had gone feral.
The Heavy heap bundles of files resting on my hands block my view as I head back to the library. Sometimes being short is a curse. As I step out from the study ro
