Stella
My resolve was slipping the more I stayed away from him. Elias could feel the connection lost to his father as well and has spent the last two nights kicking and screaming through all hours of the night.
When I left the packhouse, I knew exactly where it was that I needed to go. Not far at all from the packhouse was a hotel run by werewolves. It was used for many different things along with many different services.
The second they saw me walk through the doors, they all bowed in respect. I was given the fanciest and most secluded room in the hotel, free of charge. It was a good thing, too, because I had run out so abruptly that I had left everything I owned. Now, I was almost regretting my
