Joy
Finally, FINALLY! Mommy and I get to visit Alex’s pack. All week long he’s been telling me all the things about werewolves and pack life so that I know what to expect. But I still feel butterflies tumbling in my tummy as our car approaches the Falcon Ridge pack lands.
I think Mommy was even more nervous. She had barely spoken two words the whole drive.
Spirko was driving, Alex’s daddy was in the passenger seat, and Mommy was squeezed in the back with us. (But not really squeezed because the SUV was very large.)
When a set of gates came into view, Mommy held her belly and mumbled, “I think I’m going to be sick…”
Daddy twisted in the front seat and reached out a hand to rub her knee. “Remember what we talked about? Focus on your breathing. In through your nose, out through your mou
