Marlie’s POV
Damian insisted I take the next day off from work, claiming that my body still needed rest to finish recovering. I tried my best to rest up in our room but found myself quite restless and bored. After a few hours, I finally gave up, left the room, and strolled down the stairs to the bottom floor of the packhouse.
There weren’t many pack members around as most of them were at work, so I ended up walking out the door to venture outside again. Ignoring the path I followed yesterday, I went into the forest and explored around. The entire packland was magnificent, and I wanted to search every inch of it to see its full beauty.
The sounds of water caught my attention and I followed them until I came across a small river that flowed through the trees and dropped down a small wat
