~Damon~
“I will always remember your kindness, Damon. You and your Luna have shown to be not just leaders of Redmoon pack but kind and thoughtful wolves,” Lady Pat said as she walked me and Aria to the car.
“I'm glad we could be of help. How is your health now?” Aria asked.
“I'm healing fine,” she said, her voice low.
I could feel the pain in her voice.
“Still, I advise you to see the healer.”
“Sad, my seer won't make it,” Lady Pat mumbled somberly. Her dismal tone and expression made me feel pity for her.
I used to think she was a disloyal friend—after she never visited or checked up on me after my mother, who was her best friend, died.
Who would have thought she was experiencing such difficult times with her own son.
Elder Limbo's house would remain a dent in her life. A memo
