Eleanor’s POV
After we finished the boring meeting, Charles promised me lunch, since we had missed breakfast due to sleeping in. We made it to the pack kitchen area, which was a vast room though sparse. There was a group of omegas assigned daily to kitchen/food prep duty to help the cook get everything in order for all the meals that day. Before moving in here, I had heard rumors that the Golden Sunrise Pack had hit hard times, but nothing prepared me for the truth of the words. Even though it was a fairly large pack with a vast amount of territory, almost everything was old and beginning to break down. Evan did his best, but since he had lost his Luna over a decade ago, things looked more like a bachelor’s apartment than a packhouse. This was just one more sign to me that I needed to be
