As I take one final look around the apartment, the memories of my time here flood my mind—Soof’s laughter echoing through the halls, the late-night talks, and all the moments of growth, challenges, and milestones. But now, it’s time to move forward. The keys feel heavy in my hand as I turn them over to Soof, my heart a mix of pride and sadness. I know she’s ready for her next chapter, and though I won’t be here, she’ll have the security of the pack watching over her.
Her brother and my mates insisted on the same thing—that when she returns, she brings someone from the pack. “Someone trustworthy,” they’d said. “We want to make sure she stays out of trouble.” I couldn’t blame them; after all, when she moved in she was a hot mess. I had a feeling their protective instincts had only grown sin
