Sierra's POV
A few weeks had passed without incident since Heather had been hauled away to Alpha Amir's pack, which meant it had been a little over a week since we'd experienced my dad's funeral. It was still jarring to wake up every day and not see my dad at the breakfast table in the dining hall. It was even stranger when someone named Aiden took over his role as the head contractor for the pack, continuing the building of new homes for the latest pack members we had acquired. Although I wanted to return to work, I longed for anything to take my mind off the empty, hollow feeling in my chest that followed me every day; I knew it wasn't time. There was no way I could do my best work with how I felt.
The looming blue moon next week was weighing on my mind because something told me to b
