Chapter 25
Perrin The feast left little to be desired for me after talking to Lo. There was dancing and plenty of flirting amongst the wolves attempting to find love, mates--or lets be honest, probably just hookups at this point. But I really wasn’t interested. Had it really only been 36 hours since Ethan? I headed towards the parking lot. My dad’s driver was at the edge of the lot on a smoke break. Charlie was such a great guy. But he failed to understand, as one of the few humans working in the pack house, that our sense of smell was keen enough to realize that he was a chain smoker, despite his repeated denials over the years. He quickly dropped the cigarette and stomped it out, rotating his shoe into the butt of the ashes. “Where to?” Charlie was a smart man. He knew I’d never squeal to mys
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