WYATT'S POV
'I told you no!' My mother shouted at the decorators
We were overseeing the decorating of the hall, it was Tuesday morning and the Kings would arrive in three days and my mother had gone into organiser freak mode and she wasn't accepting anything other than perfection.
Kat froze from where she was standing on a ladder helping several pack members hang golden lanterns from the ceiling.
I was standing close to her ladder in case she fell but I was pretending to be supervising everyone’s work, ever since she'd gotten control on her empath ability yesterday she'd been a little different, she hadn't stopped for longer than a few minutes as if she was afraid to sit still, I'd asked her about it but she'd brushed me off by saying I was imagining it.
For the past few weeks she'd b
