Lenora
The home of the former beta was some distance from the grand Blackstone packhouse. Although it was a very large house, almost a mansion, it had a different feel to it. Where the packhouse was cold and imposing, the beta’s house seemed to imply a warm, friendly, family environment. There were planters on every window spilling over with random flowers, a tricycle tipped over in the front yard, and a flagstone walkway that led to the front door.
A door which was immediately pulled over by a tall, plump, red-headed woman. She was absolutely beautiful, with white milky skin and startling green eyes. Her hair was deep auburn-red with just the slightest streaks of white beginning at the temple. “River!” She cried, like she was welcoming a long lost son, and immediately she folded h
