Chapter 7
Over the next few days, I ventured out onto pack lands. I didn’t go far, but then again, I didn’t have to. Carver Pack lands was basically its own town. And the shifters that lived there were mostly friendly and welcoming.
I met Gia, who ran The Mercantile with her husband, a general store that carried necessities like groceries. Most of the pack shopped there regularly, she informed me with a bubbly laugh, since otherwise they’d have to drive into Mariot. And while it was only twenty miles away, it wasn’t a trip anyone wanted to make when they only needed a few things.
I spent at least half a day at The Book Cellar. I was all but giddy that there was a bookstore in town, since they were a rare thing in this day and age, and walked around the shelves for several hours. Since t
