Taylors POV
After Dinner Layla and I took a walk around the pack. It’s fairly small but they have done a lot for themselves.
“Can I ask a question?” she says softly.
“Yeah, of course.” I say and she smiles at me.
“I know it has only been a day, but how are you liking it here? Are pack members treating you fairly, nicely, with respect?” she asks, and I am shocked. Nobody has ever asked me those questions before. nobody has ever cared enough to see if I was ok, all except for Lana and her husband.
She clears her throat and I realize I have stopped moving.
“Sorry, maybe I shouldn’t have asked. But if someone is treating you unfairly here, it would be best to let Logan know. He would not take kindly to someone treating you badly.”
“What do you mean by treating me badly? Why is everyone
