Echo looked nervously out the window of the truck as we drove through the pack lands. She had made a ton of cookies because she felt badly about not bringing anything with her for the dinner.
I offered to bring some blood food, but she said she didn’t need something else pointing out that she was part vampire. I understood. It was scary going into a place where she knew people might hate her just because of what she was.
We pulled up in front of the house. There were cars filling the driveway and street. I rolled my eyes. My parents must have invited my aunts, uncles, and cousins too.
After I finally found a parking spot, I ran around the truck to help Echo out and help carry cookies. She looked around as I led her to my parent’s house. I opened the front door and took her to the kit
