Penelope's pov
I got six more phone calls from Becca, none of which I answered. I still don't understand what is possessing her to call me. So what if the pack is in danger? Where am a supposed to find a f**k to give? What have they given me in all my years of living with them. I looked into the rogues though, the people attacking them happened to be a small group of wolves banished from several packs. They came together, they live in a small town next to mine called Cedarwood. They're forming a small pack for themselves, and I'm going to reach out to them once I can.
Today though, my hands are full of me trying to make sure my date with Weston goes right.
"Remy! Why did I say I'd plan a date? I don't know what he likes? He doesn't know what I like? What if I take him to a restaurant
