"What do you mean for me?" I stopped walking as I turned to Lilith, my brows furrowed.
"You are now part of our pack now," she explained, still smiling. "It's like a welcome party."
"Oh." That was all I could say.
A welcome party? For me? ME?
It made me feel… important.
I forced the lump down my throat and tried to say something but words failed me.
Joseph threw his hand around my shoulder and I winced from the pain of my injury.
"s**t. Sorry," he apologized and just held my arm instead.
Very touchy. These two people. And I've come to understand that it's a way to put their scent on me.
In all my twenty-one years of living with wolves, I didn't know that.
They touched me to put their scent on me, their mark, to tell people I was theirs.
The lump in my throat grew bigg
