Lexie yawned as she walked out of the Crestwood pack house. Or the Devereaux mansion. Whatever it was called at this point, because she had heard it being referred to as either.
It was past six in the evening, and she felt like going out a little bit. If not for anything, but to get a feel of the place.
Ever since she moved her stuff over, she hadn’t really explored the whole place. Even when she had stayed for those few days after the incident with Bella, she had been cooped up inside, only going to work, and back.
And she had had enough.
Now that she had no ties whatsoever with either Gerald or Elizabeth, she could roam about freely. And even let her wolf out. Something she had done so fleetingly, the previous night.
Mia, her wolf, had still not forgiven her, but Lexie was sure she
