Sophia
Alright. I can do this. How hard can it be?
I managed to make quick work of my morning duties in the pack, only briefly seeing Michael at breakfast. He and Deacon are busy today with their plans of restructuring the way we guard our borders, so that works in my favour. Alana is glued at the hip to that Sandra b***h, so she’s not going to disturb me today either. Apparently they are going over Alana’s birth plan, for the millionth time. Like the pup would follow a plan. He’ll come when he wants to and how he wants to, not how Alana and Sandra are setting it up. But what do I know, right? I might be a little annoyed because when I got downstairs for breakfast, I saw the four of them at a table and I literally felt like the fifth wheel. And I just know I didn’t imagine those stolen g
