Arya’s Point Of View
Hands tightly wrapped around each other and heartbeat in sync as my aunt and I constantly looked around my shoulders an outback in the fear of being caught. We both knew we shouldn’t be doing this. We were aware that there will be consequences if we ever got caught and we knew how aggressive my father would get at the news of us sneaking around the pack house. The pack attic was the one place that had every piece of historical information that anyone would ever need to know about the pack. It was something like a library but better because the information there was summarized organized and somewhat on a need-to-know basis. My father barely went into the attic to check out stuff so that gave me an extra bit of reassurance that we might not get caught .I was very glad t
