-Evan-
I’m finally going home. It’s taken over a week, but I can see the house in the distance. I’m still unsteady on my feet, having lost so much weight with barely any time to eat. All I can think about is getting home. I need to see my parents and my two younger brothers. After everything, they’re all I can think about.
I push myself forward, using the trees for support. I grip the bark of each one as I pass, steadily making my way. The grand mansion behind these trees is the home where I grew up. It’s the main house where any pack member can stay, though most prefer their own places around the territory.
The pack is large, but my father is loved by everyone. He always finds time for those who need to talk, even if the meetings drag on and the paperwork piles up. He always makes ti
