Alfonso, Asher, and Elliot worked hard in the office; after Asher ended his text conversion, he took me from Elliot and sat me in his lap. We cuddled together; I nuzzled his chest and inhaled his scent while he did some work on his laptop. He was writing emails with all with multiple topics. It was interesting to see how professional his writing was, how elegantly it flowed; I was very impressed. Asher probably had great grades in school, and he seemed really smart.
I still can’t believe that I knew them. This was my pack. This is where I came from. I had forgotten so much, because I didn’t want to remember them. I didn’t want to think about the people who hurt me. But, along the way, I had forgotten them. I knew mates long ago. We were just small children.
They did not know the hell I
