Victoria's pov

A constant tapping on the window woke me up the next day. I sighed in delight when the tapping stopped, but it didn't last long since it started again.

Groaning, I rolled out of bed and wobbled over to the window where the sound was coming from. The sun burned my eyes as I squinted, seeing a small little bird who woke me from my slumber. 

I decided to let him be and got ready for the day. I could see that it was quite past morning, and Luka had that pack meeting to attend. 

Yesterday when I fell asleep in Luka's arms, he had brought me to bed, where I slept until almost three in the afternoon.

It felt awkward to face them all, but I knew I had to. I wasn't regretting breaking down before them and showing them my weakest point, I just felt bad for making them feel bad.

I'd assume either Luka or Lincoln had filled them in, which I didn't mind since it must've been a puzzle to them.

What I didn't like though, was how they all watched me with pity when I went down for dinner. Which of course, I immediately shut down by telling them to, and I quote, 'shut down this pity party before I crash it for them'.

That seemed to lighten the mood for them, which I was grateful for and Caleb mumbled something about Victoria being Victoria.

We did, however, talk about it.

I'd reopen an old wound that took ages, efforts and tears to close. But they all assured me that I wouldn't have to do it alone this time, and I was happy about that.

I held on tight to what Emma said about it getting better in time, and I noticed it was already happening.

I'd accepted that I couldn't change what happened to Sophie, but I will always remember her. Not as the sad aunt who was stuck with a burden niece who caused her hell, but as the only family I knew up until I met these people.

I'll remember her as the mentor she was, I'll remember her happy laughs and puberty pep talks. I'll remember her as the wonderful person she was.

No longer will I tie the memory of her death to every thought I had of her. I'll only think about her love and kind heart, and I won't blame myself any longer for what happened to her.

Sophie Deslandes, a loving, dedicated and passionate mother to me. That's the Sophie I'll remember.

And it only took six wolves to help me see that.

to grab a bite to eat. It was a little past ten, and the pack meeting was set for

entered the kitchen. Only Caleb and

Ashley followed. I noticed she was glowing, and her face seemed slightly chubbier;

how the surprise was gonna go on his birthday this Sunday, but I just hoped he didn't pick

everyone? " I mumbled with

the meeting, Emma is

why aren't you helping Mr Beta? " I sketched a teasing smile on my face

pressing matters to deal

might that be?

blush, which answered my question quite clearly. My smile transformed into

see" I brought the cup to my lips to

be and drag Lincoln to do whatever duty was meant for Caleb. I didn't see how that was fair to

the pack house where the meeting was being held. A makeshift stage was in the backyard again, and Ty and Lincoln were stringing wires for the mic. Not that they needed it, wolves could probably hear

meeting for anyways? " I noticed I

but I didn't miss the excitement on

important. I had a gut feeling something was

in surprise as I felt arms snake around my waist

find a way to

everyday" He turned me around and sweetly captured my lips in a good morning

for? " I

here so early

wanted to help" I pouted as he gave me his 'you don't have

into my silent plea, making me grin at him and gave him one

bear and Emma

beamed, kissing my cheeks in

you, I

at me, for some weird

get to be there when you woke up

problem. I had much support and company"

a towel and gazed

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