Faith's Pov
I sat by the window waiting for my fate, Marco was asleep upstairs, finally peaceful after a day filled with the confusing weight that he couldn’t possibly understand.
Astor had been gone for hours. After the funeral, while everyone else was finding solace or sorrow, he had slipped away. He’d said he needed to make sure the pack grounds were safe.
Everybody was scared and paranoid because this is the second attack on our pack and even though the bodies that were found yesterday weren't from our pack but it's still an attack on us.
I’d tried to keep busy. Dinner was a simple just, mac and cheese, something Marco ate without fuss.
We both freshened up when we got here. Now, I was reading him a story, a book about a brave little and I've read this book so many times that I
