Ramsey
I opened the door of my bedroom, finally letting the façade of smiles I'd had on my face all day.
I've just come from my grandfather's ward in the pack hospital, he's doing well at least. Although he's still unconscious which the doctors said was due to the deep bites from the Ferals and the heavy treatment done on him afterwards but he'll be awake soon.
As I entered my room, the sight of Cassidy pacing near my window made my blood boil with frustration. As if living every day with her in the same packhouse wasn't torture enough.
I wasn't in the mood to deal with anyone now especially not her. I crossed the room without acknowledging her as I began to undress. I started with the buttons of my shirt, though they felt particularly stubborn tonight.
Finally, I slipped out of the shirt, tossing it onto a nearby chair.
