Kelsey
Deep breath, count to three. Simple, I can do this.
Pushing my anxiety down, I pulled on the oversized black handle and stepped into the pack house. It was like time had stayed still, nothing had changed since I had been home. Not that I was upset, however, the pack house was always one of my favorite places to go. Alpha Max ensured that the pack house was open to all shifters, at all times. The dining hall was always filled with people, some came to eat, others to socialize. It was the heart of Crimson Pack, keeping us all closely tied like one big family. Something you’d never find in the human world.
The smell of pancakes and cinnamon toast sifted through the air, making my stomach growl from the mouthwatering scent. I was eager for the meeting with Alpha Max to be finished so
