Stephanie
I meant what I said to Will. Being around Sloane, Scarlet, and Bethany feels like I’ve come home. I’m not used to having friends, but it’s impossible to feel alone with these three here.
It’s not that I feel alone, per se. I have Will and he’s amazing. The pack is amazing, but I miss having girlfriends, women I can talk to and be myself around. I don’t have to worry about what I say or who I might offend. I can just be me, and I haven’t had that in my life until recently.
“Sounds like Aunt Samara and Uncle Roman are here,” Sloane says.
“Do you want to come greet them with Will and me?” I ask her.
“Absolutely.”
“How long before your new packhouse is done?” I ask. She told me that they decided to build one packhouse on the joint border of her pack and Benedict’s.
“Not soon e
