I took a deep breath, " The funeral... it's my fathers." I whispered.
"You're that Amaris." He stated. "I'm so sorry about you-" I cut him off... "Please don't say you're sorry about my loss. That's all I've heard." I rolled my eyes.
"Ok, I won't." He quickly said, holding his hands up in defence. "So, are you heading back?" He smiled.
"Suppose so." I sighed.
"Well, come on, sis." He winked.
I rolled my eyes and barged into his shoulder, playfully. We started off in the direction of the packhouse.
"So, how did you mask your scent?" He quizzed, while we strolled along.
"I have a special necklace." I said, coolly. "How did you mask yours’s?" I questioned.
"My scent was masked by some healers from the pack I was visiting. My sister moved to a different country to be with her mate. I w
