Melanie
I take slow steps towards the packhouse contemplating on what just happened.
Am a seventh-generation silver wolf and am to take down the current ruling alpha king, after visiting a witch in Detroit and having her release my wolf. Odessa.
I am a werewolf.
Fuck, I need to elope.
"And that's how it's done simple right?" She chuckles wiping her hands on the apron around her waist.
I was that happy when I woke up today, I just don't know when I will be again.
Aiden's mum is teaching me how to cook his favourite meal lasagna, and this marks my first time stepping into the kitchen.
"Yes, simple" I agree looking at the meal absentmindedly. I don't recall even a single step, my mind was inhabited throughout the process.
I will have to google the whole process again.
When I came back, I found the pack in a commotion and no one even noticed I was gone. It was a relief but now am tense as fuck.
