Penelope
The evening sun filters through the trees as Matthias and I walk through the pack grounds.
I try to focus on showing him around rather than the persistent ache in my chest.
“ You have done a good job, Pen.
Everyone is happy.” Matthias comments.
"The pack has worked hard," I reply, managing a smile. "Everyone wants to see this place thrive again."
We continue walking in comfortable silence, past the newly repaired homes and bustling market stalls.
These past days with Matthias have been easy in a way I didn't expect. He helps with reconstruction, sits quietly in council meetings and trains alongside the warriors without demanding special treatment. The pack has accepted him because he doesn't try to force it, he simply exists alongside them, earning respect through actions
