Scarlett
It had been two days since the purchaser took the furniture and artwork from the house. Ann had stayed surprisingly quiet, simply watching out the upstairs window as it was loaded into trucks. I held on to the hope that she realized the juxtaposition between her fine furnishings and the haggard conditions and health of the pack members.
I looked in the mirror of the bathroom, satisfied with the way my hair was pinned up. I couldn’t help the nerves swirling in my stomach, anticipating Joshua’s sister’s arrival. She and her mate, Damien, would be coming for a visit. They would be our first guests since Joshua took over the pack. I walked through the empty house, realizing there wasn’t really a good space to host them except for Joshua’s office. I knocked on his door and opened it
