"Are you guys sure? It feels like a bad time to abandon the pack," Hale grumbled for the third time that morning. He had agreed to it the first two times before, but after a few minutes passed, he started to doubt his decision and tried to find excuses not to go.
"Don't you think it would be nice to get away? You would be more beneficial with your head on straight," I suggested.
"Yes, what Amara said. You've been haunting the office like a ghost recently. I want you to get your head right," Declan agreed.
"Alright. I'll pack my bags then, before I give up," Hale conceded, throwing his hands up in defeat.
Hale trudged upstairs, his strange moodiness feeling somewhat lighter.
"Thanks, guys," I said with a soft smile.
"No, thank you. I'm sorry you have to put up with his mopey ass," Mat
