~Torrin~
Lela dragged me out of the packhouse and into the town in our pack. She wants to get a late lunch and I agreed. On our drive to the restaurant, Lela sang the entire way, just like back in high school. I just laugh at her and enjoy being with her like it used to be before all the responsibilities.
The lunch went by quickly, as Lela wanted to do some shopping. We walked side by side down the sidewalk, feeling the gazes of the many pack members out and about. Even though Lela and I are both mated, I still hear people whispering about a secret relationship. As if we could hide something like that being fully mated. Our mates would know instantly and are best friends. The thought is honestly ridiculous and we all laugh about it.
I notice someone across the street staring at Lela
