We stepped from the car and Rose just stood waiting, clearly expecting me or the guard who had come to pick us up to collect her bags from the trunk. Yes, this girl has been so used to having people run around after her. I can feel myself getting irritated. I go and collect the bags and she still doesn’t move, nor acknowledge the fact Blake had driven us here.
“Thanks for driving us, Blake.” I smile at him.
“No worries Beta.” He nods and gets back into the car, without even acknowledging Rose.
The look of disgust on her face was pretty obvious. Yet if she doesn’t make the effort to mix and be friendly with pack members, then what does she expect?
“Right, let’s get you inside” I tell her.
I see her looking at my house. Her lip is curled slightly, in distaste it appears.
“Something
