Francis.
After Magnus left, I busied myself checking on the border patrol team to ensure everything was in order.
It's not that I was afraid something might happen in his absence, but one can never be too certain.
Even though night had fallen, the pack was alive with festive energy—families hosting small get-togethers, the pack’s youth dancing and enjoying themselves outside.
This year’s celebration had turned out to be the best yet, and I had to admit that Ariel had done an incredible job ensuring everyone felt involved in one way or another.
Once I was satisfied that everything was running smoothly, I made my way back to the packhouse. The moment I stepped through the gate, my eyes instinctively drifted toward Clarrisa’s window.
I hadn’t seen her all evening, and I couldn't help
