Amber waited patiently all week for Jerome's departure. Even her attitude at dinner was more pleasant. He'd told her he'd be leaving on Friday after breakfast. He had a long flight northeast.
On Thursday night, Jerome had the kitchen make a casserole for dinner. It was served with Italian bread. The food smelled delicious, and it made Amber's mouth water.
She was in a particularly good mood because the Alpha was leaving the following morning and her departure would soon follow. She could not wait to see her family and friends again. She was still eager to meet her parents and her siblings. First, she needed to leave the Dark Moon Pack.
Jerome had been telling her about his businesses outside the pack. Amber listened, or tried to at least, but then he said something that caught her off-
