Emily’s POV:
We spent the rest of the afternoon clearing the old Elder’s office and bringing in new wood and drywall for the room. The boys all screwed in the drywall and puddied the new desks into place. I ended up painting Hunter’s new office with Marley, Starla, and Rachel. It felt nice to just be able to let loose and laugh with them for a while. Not really worry about all that is happening outside of the office walls with the pack and what all is happening inside of me. I am still not sure what all is going on with me.
We all head down to dinner, paint in our hair and look like we have spent the day in the mud. My stomach growls so loud I get some weird looks.
“You hungry?” Starla smirks at me.
“Well, I have been working all day and these muscles aren’t going to heal themselves
