MEGAN
I sat on the edge of my bed, watching Cindy as she folded the freshly laundered clothes. The sun filtered through the curtains, casting a soft glow around the room. It had been a peaceful morning, and I needed this sense of calm. The past few weeks had been anything but easy, with the constant uncertainty about Alpha Jake’s fate weighing on everyone’s minds.
Cindy, always light-hearted, was giggling softly to herself. “You wouldn’t believe it, Ma’am Megan,” she said, folding the last shirt neatly. “The new pack guard, Ethan, he’s been giving me these looks.” Her cheeks flushed slightly. “I think he’s interested in me.”
I raised an eyebrow, amused by her excitement. “Oh really, Cindy? You’ve got a crush on him, don’t you?”
Cindy blushed even deeper, nodding shyly. “I mean, he’s ni
