"Denzel, what do we do? He won't stop crying," Valerie complained as she tried to soothe the bawling Denver.
He was struggling in her arms, stretching his arms towards Alice, who was packed and ready to leave for the Black Fur Pack.
Worry nudged her heart, and for a moment, she thought about waiting to leave together with Luna Valerie and Alpha Denzel tomorrow.
However, she made a promise to Raven that she was going to come on the night before, so how could she disappoint her best friend?
Also, she was curious to know all that had happened at the Black Fur Pack ever since her leaving.
Tomorrow was the day of the coronation, so she only had today to familiarize herself with her old pack once more.
"Give him to me." Denzel took Denver from his mother, but the cries only worsened. The little man refused to calm down, and he wouldn't eat as well.
