L I A M
I came back from another day of pack training. No one was home, except my sister. Aria sat on the couch, with a blanket as she watched a movie.
She hadn't been the same since the attack on my father, and basically since the whole problem with Emily. She was quiet and withdrawn, and the light in her eyes seemed to have dimmed. The attack had taken its toll on her, just as it had on all of us. And it was all my fault.
"Hey," I said, walking over to the couch and sitting down next to her. "What are you watching?"
She shrugged, not looking at me. "Just a movie."
I could tell she was lying. She wasn't really watching it. Her mind was a million miles away.
"How was your day?" I asked, trying to make conversation.
"Fine," she said, her voice small.
I sighed, my heart aching for h
