Sloane
After shocking my grandparents, I went to my room. I’ve had a room here since I started visiting, but I’ve never made it my own. Now, as I look around, I realize that if this is going to be my pack, I need to make this room, or the one that I eventually take over from Grandpa Waylon, more like home. It needs to be my place of refuge.
I sit in the window seat in my room and begin to make a list of all the things I would like to have in my new room. When I sat with Uncle Roman and Luna Samara all those years ago, I only knew I wanted something different. Now, I want something that personifies me as a person, as an Alpha, and as a woman.
I’m not a girlie girl, like Scarlet or Aria, or even my cousin Jessica. They all have frilly things, like lots of pillows or stuffed animals on the
