Cyra
After getting our guests settled, I showered and washed my father’s blood off my body. I thought Yorick might join me, but instead, he and the others began mingling with the pack.
As I walk downstairs, I realize just how lucky I am to have this group of people here, these people who have become family to me. Every one of them is here to support me and they’re doing that by getting to know my pack members.
Yorick turns, smiling as he sees me. I finish making my way down the stairs and walk over to him. There’s an excited, nervous energy in the pack. The intensity of it has heightened since I went to shower.
“Hello beautiful,” he says, wrapping his arm around my waist.
“Hello Lucy, Hello Charles, Hey Charlie,” I say to the pack members that Yorick is talking to. I give a little wav
