Lucas
I stood on the porch watching Esme walk away and smiled. For the first time in a long time, I felt hope. Yesterday, I knew I was making the right decision to step down and walk away, but I also felt the immense weight of knowing I would have to walk away from my pack. The current situation isn’t ideal either, but I have my pack and I have Esme. We could work out the rest, we have to. I made my way over to the clinic, deciding to start there and check in with my dad.
I walked in and the she-wolf at the desk jumped from her seat.
“Good morning,” I nodded to her and saw her relax her shoulders.
“Good morning, sir. Your father is just gathering his things to leave.” She informed me, coming around her desk. “I can take you to his room.”
“I’ve got it, thanks,” I told her and continue
