As we entered the pack house I couldn’t believe my eyes. I was twirling around looking up at the high ceiling which was donned with artist paintings telling a story of wolves with beautiful chandeliers hanging from them.
The floor was marble and I wondered if many slipped on the floor at the speed they go and then I also wondered how they kept it so shiny. Everything was gleaming. Felix and Mable were running around playing aeroplanes with Cezar and Elena.
Herd pulled my hand. ‘Come on baby, I’ll show you to our room.’ As he led up the stairs. Syl immediately dashed behind us, sweeping me off my feet as he held me, running up the stairs. ‘Adelaide’s staying in my room.’ He shouted as he raced his brother up the stairs. Herd kicked him in the back of the shin, as Syl stumbled, dropping m
