ARIA POV
I was about to enter our pack territory, and I noticed that the aura around the pack was dark and reeked of death and doom. It was unexpected and unsettling. My pack has always felt warm, welcoming and joyful.
I had only been gone for two years. It had never felt like this before, so did it happen while I was gone, or was it because of Frankie's death?
Just the thought that Frankie was gone brought tears to my eyes. Again.
Frankie.
My Frankie!
A sob shook my body. My assigned pack driver watched me struggle to compose myself in the mirror. He handed me back a tissue with a sympathetic smile.
“Miss Aria, the pack has been blanketed by a sheet of sadness for this past week. Nothing feels like it did before. Many are hurting over this loss.” My driver says, I detect sadness in
