Joice finished up with the kitchen staff and was surprised when Melina didn't show up. It was almost time for an important part of the pack to arrive. He thought it would be better not to take her to the camp. He didn't want to greet them alone. He sighed deeply and moved, climbing the stairs and stopping in front of her bedroom door. He knocked exactly three times, and when there was no response, he turned the doorknob. The door was locked.
"Melina, it's me, Joice." He was already dressed. Very well, in fact, wearing a three-piece suit and perfectly combed hair. It was business, important business that required his full attention.
"What do you want?" Her voice came out softly from behind the door.
"I wanted to know if you're ready. Everything is prepared. I need you downstairs, Melina.
