[ PANDORA]
The way I keep stealing glances at Aysel right now reminds me of a primary school child whose only friend has suddenly found someone new to sit with during recess.
They are laughing. Carefreely. The kind that makes heads turn. Anyone would think they’re sisters, and not just friends.
So that must be Maelis; the friend Aysel spoke about the other day.
The one she feared she had lost. I remember the sadness in her eyes when she mentioned her and the way her voice dropped.
Now I see why.
They fit.
I sigh quietly and look away, lifting my glass and taking a long swallow of my drink.
I am alone at my table now. The other girls have also drifted off to mingle with their circles. Their people.
And me?
Well…
For someone born and raised in this pack, also a respected Gamma,
