Veronica
With the major office responsibilities out of the way, for now, Wednesday and Thursday were filled with a bustle of activity in preparation for the weekend. We had the guest rooms in the packhouse prepared for our visiting friends and family, including Alpha Andersson and his Gamma. I had dress fittings for my ridiculous number of outfits, a fiery discussion with my mom about getting a stylist for my hair and makeup, which I refused before I was finally able to sit down and write my speech on Thursday evening.
I sat on the plush velvet couch in my room with a notebook in my lap. Considering what I could say to my pack, my family, that would convey to them how much they mean to me. How could I possibly thank them for everything they’ve done for me? These wolves were more than my
