It felt too soon, but within the hour Riley had managed a small breakfast and packed up the last of her things. She had no idea how long she would be gone from the pack, but she didn’t need to take too much. She had most everything she needed back in her apartment. She had already spoken to Leah about getting her spare room set up for Evan by evening time.
She carried her bag out the front doors of the pack house where Kent stood with Max, Penny, Alex and Evan. Evan was in his mother’s arms, his face buried into her neck while Alex held Max’s hand, clearly trying to hold back tears.
Kent stepped away from them, grabbing Riley’s bag to load it into the car.
“I don’t want to go,” Evan cried into his mom’s shoulder.
“I know,” Penny whispered, rubbing his back, tears streaming down her
