Lila’s POV
Although I had learnt not to believe the sense of security, the Silver Moon Pack felt like a safe place. It was always brittle and transient. Even so, I made an effort to believe in it, if only for Leo's sake.
I watched Leo play with a soft cloth ball that Reika had sewn for him that morning in the pack's main clearing. His tiny hands were clumsy yet determined as he sought to catch it, laughing.
"Well done, Leo!" His smile made my heart lighten, and I cheered.
Ellis was nearby, stacking wood by the clearing's edge. He kept to himself and was a quiet man. Reika had mentioned that he had been with the pack for years, but I didn't know anything about him.
Reika walked over and called, "Ellis." "Will you later bring the remaining logs to the kitchen?"
He did not look up as he
