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’.

there would’ve been time to clean out my room or to assemble

I don’t know what to do with myself

start.

pulls me into a hug.

hug. I needed

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

tells me. “You

Aaron

in the right place. I’m a mess right now and it has been

a few hours. We can figure things

as I’m sure I’m ruffling a lot of feathers and most people, no matter how supportive, always

“Yeah. Sure. Okay.”

Marla grins.

arm-in-arm as

go back to my room. I hit the kitchen first. There

bacon and eggs are still on the stove. Di rty bowls are left on the counter. It isn’t a disaster, but there isn’t a spread of

There are a bu nch of takeout containers and leftovers that look too old. Aside from the carton of eggs and a gallon of milk, there isn’t much else.

back stairs up to the main landing. From here, I can go up two or three flights.

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