Ocean´s pov
“Ocean.” I turned around hearing my name, the same name my father gave me when I first got here, to my pack and I saw my brother looked pissed. If you don’t know him, you can’t tell, he doesn’t frown like other people do. he just gets a slight crinkle in his forehead that tells me he thinks I did something stupid again, standing over by the door to the kitchen and ignoring our younger sisters yapping about stuff that he doesn’t care about.
“River.” I just said his name amused, always so serious with him. I’m glad that I’m not all that gloomy every second of my life.
“Dad is going to skin you alive when he finds out that you didn’t go home, again.” He has his arms crossed and I snicker, so he was worried about me, that’s cute.
“I can take care of myself Rivs, you know that
