Amelia's POV:
The next day wasn't any better.
I didn't want to leave the bed. The previous night was a blur to me. I vaguely remembered Maia coming into my room, but I couldn't remember much of what happened next.
I stayed in the room. When I got bored of laying on the bed, I went to the balcony. The view was lovely from there, I could oversee the pack from here. It was like one big thriving community.
Richard came in and asked me to come down for breakfast. He did the same thing for lunch, and dinner. I started to feel bad, he was here to relax and he was spending that time checking up on me.
And here I was, at the dinner table with Alastor and Maia as if nothing had happened.
Maia and Alastor were talking about something. Richard would glance at me occasionally, favoring me a sm
