LEO
I knocked on the front door of the packhouse and dropped my duffel bag next to me. I expected the patrol that caught me on my way into our territory to inform Junior that I had entered the pack. It was a little strange that he wasn’t waiting out front for me, but I could hardly expect a warm reception.
“Leo!” Mel squeaked, opening the front door. She was not who I was expecting to answer. “What… It’s been four years… I mean… When…” She trailed off, looking at me in confusion.
“You could try welcome home,” I smiled. I took in my sister-in-law. She was still short and curvy, her brown hair swept back in a clip. She had one of those romper things she used to paint in. My brother and his two mates had a formal wedding ceremony (that I missed) two years ago. She was officially Melody Bl
