Liora
“You sure you want to live on your own again?” Maya asks as we stand in front of my cottage. It has been five days since the bonfire, six since my bed rest started. The last few days, I have been busy coordinating with Maya, Luke, Seth, Roy, and Luke on training the pack. Dan and Kurt left the day after the bonfire, when Kurt convinced the Harvest Willow refugees to join Ivory Fangs.
Since I was unable to train, I decided to ask the omegas to help with freeze-drying fruits and easy-to-rehydrate meals that will last at least two years in storage, and will be added to the bunkers that have been okayed by Maya to be built. Alexander had a field day when he was asked to budget for ten bunkers around the pack territory, that could fit a maximum of twenty people inside. It was part of th
