Alma’s pov
I’m so freaking happy right now! Franco told me that TJ had found him, found Santiago in another pack. The same pack that I knew my dad had a treaty with, so at first, I was even more stressed before he told me that he was living over there like a guest, his injuries were healed up, and that is coming to get me.
I stare out the window; I hate this view. I never knew how much I hated seeing the backyard over the pool and the garden. It was like I was in hell.
I showered because, in all honesty, I didn’t want to look like crap if Santo finally came back. I didn’t want him to think I was disgusted that I couldn’t even do basic hygiene anymore when I started to eat again, much to my parent’s approval; they think I’m beginning to accept that he was gone when I was just even more d
