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’.

my room or to assemble

what to do with myself

start.

smiling. He pulls me into a hug. “I still can’t believe you’re

hug. I

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

tells me. “You

how Aaron felt, being ‘dismissed’?

to be offended, because his heart is in the right place.

on up. Sleep for a few hours. We can figure things out later

approach this carefully, as I’m sure I’m ruffling a lot of

“Yeah. Sure. Okay.”

Marla grins.

arm-in-arm as I

my room. I hit the kitchen first.

is empty and the pans used for my bacon and eggs are still on the stove. Di rty bowls are left on

containers and leftovers that look too old. Aside from the carton of eggs and a gallon of milk, there isn’t

up two or three flights. I can turn left or right. On a lark I

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