Seducing My Ex's Father In Law

Judy's POV

Janet's house wasn't far from the packhouse. It was about 15 minutes on foot. I walked. The walk gave me a bit of clarity; the fresh air was nice. Though it was hard to see some of the damage from the rogues, and even the charred buildings and trees from the explosion.

I shuddered when I passed the part of the forest that was completely destroyed by the explosion. Tears pricked my eyes at the memory, and I had to quickly blink them away. Weakness was not something I was about to show my new packmates, especially when I'm supposed to be a strong Gamma warrior.

I said hello to some of the packmates who were cleaning up their own yards from the damage and debris. They greeted me right back as I continued on.

Janet's house had the most damage from what I could see. She had trees that were tipped over, ripping through what used to be green and plush grass, but now looked burned to a crisp and torn out of the ground. The windows were boarded from being broken, and the door was practically hanging off its hinges. If I hadn't known any better, I would say nobody had lived in this house for years.

There was a car in the driveway that I knew didn't belong to Janet. I walked up to the door and knocked. I waited for a few minutes before the door opened. I stood in front of a blotchy-faced, red-rimmed eye, Stacy, Janet's sister, who lives a few packs away.

"Oh, hey, Stacy. I came to check on Janet," I told her.

her eyes and gave me a small, yet sad,

nice of you to stop by. Heard you were caught in the explosion.

and walking," I told her, stepping into the dark home. "Can't keep me

chose to be the Elite Gamma for this pack," Stacy said with a small smile. "You

realized nobody had bothered to clean up since the rogues made their attack the other night. They destroyed the place, and I could tell there was a struggle before the Delta was

trembling as she stared at the ground, tears soaking her cheeks, and her lip was trembling. It looked as if she hadn't showered in days; she wore the same clothing she

have a

it hurt even more. Stacy sat beside her on the couch, picking up a broken picture frame that

letter gripped in my hands, and I wasnet sure

was killed, after rogues broke into her home, a home she worked so hard to maintain. A few days ago, this house was the best in the pack. Janet took pride in both her home and her store, and it

eyes. "How he