Warren
I lead Yara over to where Harold, Farrah, and Henry are standing.
“That was…” Harold begins. “I don’t even have words. I’m not part of your pack but I can feel their overwhelming joy and happiness.”
“Their excitement is exhilarating. I don’t know how you can stand it,” Farrah says, looking around the pack in awe.
“Intoxicating was the word that came to my mind. And if I’m going to get drunk, I’ll gladly get drunk on my pack’s happiness.” I say.
“Could you create something like this in our pack?” Farrah asks Harold, looking around at the merriment in my pack.
“Not by myself,” he says to her. I watch as she realizes what he’s saying. I can see her desire to have this kind of happiness in their pack. Maybe that will be enough for her to decide that she’s willing to take him as a
