Chapter 72

“Good riddance,” Marla says.

I glance at her sharply but she doesn’t notice. She’s busy sh ooting daggers at Aaron’s back with her mascara-caked eyes.

I take a deep breath.

I’m not being nice.

I look around the hall at the other wolves that are hanging around. A couple of older males look vaguely familiar and there are two younger guys who are conversing with

my brother.

No one approaches me. There are no welcomes.

Everyone is still grieving, I remind myself. But that doesn’t make this ‘homecoming’ feel any less like ‘home’.

time to clean out my room or to assemble the pack, but everything about today just feels anticlimactic,

don’t know what to do with myself or where to

start.

brother approaches and he’s smiling. He pulls me into a hug. “I still

soak up this hug. I needed

my memories of this place are so crystal clear-they were the only thing that kept me

me. “You should

how Aaron felt, being ‘dismissed’?

be offended, because his heart is in the right place. I’m a mess right now and it has

a few hours. We can figure things out later tonight.”

sure this is the best idea, but I also want to approach this carefully, as I’m sure I’m ruffling a lot of feathers

“Yeah. Sure. Okay.”

Marla grins.

arm-in-arm as I walk off.

my room. I hit the kitchen first. There was

bacon and eggs are still on the stove. Di rty bowls are left on the

There are a bu nch of takeout containers and leftovers that look too old. Aside from the carton

or three flights. I can turn left or right. On a lark I take a right,

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