Zack
"What a wonderful evening." Lorraine's mother complimented, Stella in tow.
"Thank you." I smiled graciously, scanning the crowd.
There she is. Seated at the edge of the dance floor, Lorraine had a far-off look in her eyes as she flexed her fingers on one hand, the other resting protectively over her slight bump. She looked stunning in her black shimmering dress, but also slightly miserable. This week has been hard for her. The past few weeks, actually.
Besides dealing with all the fun pregnancy symptoms, and all the uncalled for deaths in our pack, she was also trying to make things better with Lanna, who was avidly avoiding her ever since she took us into the woods where Magnus used to hang out. It was a strained moment in their friendship, no doubt. Lorraine had to put aside
