Maeve’s POV
*A year and a half later since leaving the Blood Moon pack*
I sat in my bright office, pouring over papers. My office had a large window that faced my back and allowed for plenty of natural light. I had gone for a Scandinavian design, bright and minimalist with white walls and a select few paintings and decorative pillows to add colour.
I was starting to get a migraine from the work. Over the past year and a half, my pack had sizeably increased in numbers. We were still significantly smaller than other packs but big enough now to deter as many rogue attacks. I loved being able to take in anyone that needed help and give them a second chance at life, but we were growing fast and our territory was small. I don’t know how we will still be able to take people in. But I have to f
