Andrea POV
James and I were sitting at the dining table drinking coffee, when James Jr. walked into the kitchen. He went straight to the cabinet and grabbed his favorite cereal and a bowl. Once his bowl was full of cereal and milk, he leaned against the counter and scarfed his food down.
When he was done eating, he hastily put his bowl in spoon in the dishwasher, then he walked out the front door without saying a word to anybody. It wasn't like my boy to not say hi or good morning, so I was instantly worried.
Without thinking it through, I silently followed him through the woods. I was quite surprised when I saw him sit on the porch of the pack house. His eyes glazed over for just a second, and I knew he was mind linking with somebody. Less than a minute later, Luna
