Sami’s P.O.V.
I should be working. I should be doing what I had promised myself to do, forced myself to do. I had done so well the past few days, baking and keeping myself occupied, hardly leaving any room or time for myself to start thinking. Start remembering. Start reminiscing. And it had gone so damn well, until there had been a knock on the door, and a young man who named himself Jeremy, had come to tell me that I was needed inside the pack house, because none other than the Alpha himself had wanted to have a word with me.
Well s**t…
I mean, I should not have been surprised, it was after all why I was back in the pack where I had spent most of my life growing up. The Alpha had requested my help and now, he was calling in that much-needed favor. And therefore, I just took in a deep
