“Where are we going?” I ask Randall as he leads me by the hand out of the packhouse, placing himself firmly between me and anyone else.
“I have something to show you,” he tells me, a huge smile on his face. He tugs gently on my hand and we take a nice walk down a road, coming upon a beautiful brick building. Moving behind me, he wraps his arms around me, his chin resting gently on my shoulder. “This is your school, C. A fully integrated school for our pack. I thought you should see it.”
“This building is so beautiful,” I tell him, staring at its manicured lawn. “Thank you.”
“Anything you want, it’s yours,” he says softly, placing a kiss on my cheek. “I DID make a small miscalculation when I integrated them on a whim. I think it may be something you’d like to fix, though.”
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