We approached the building with Mark and Scythe leading the way. Mark reached up to the door to knock, but before his fist hit the door, it opened. A young teenage girl opened the door and looked startled.
“Oh, can I help you?” She kept the door slightly cracked.
“We are from Pack Aphelion. Jori should be expecting us,” Mark answered.
“Uh, okay. I will let someone know you are here.” The girl shut the door, and we waited outside for a response.
The door opened again, and this time a man with dark brown hair opened the door. “You’re early.”
Scythe froze on the spot and I heard his voice hitch. “Percy?”
The man in front of us looked at the ground. “I wasn’t expecting you to be here, Scythe. You look well.”
Scythe didn’t take his eyes off the man in front of him. “Percy, I missed-”
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