‘Getting to know someone else involves curiosity about where they have come from, who they are.’ -Penelope Lively
Killian
I woke up early the next day and dressed quickly, pulling on my pants, shirt and boots before securing my sword to my waist. I walked through the packhouse in search of breakfast to start my day.
I lived on the third floor of the large brick building that made up our packhouse while Reginald and my Gamma, Wren, lived on the second floor. The first floor held a few rooms but mostly consisted of a large dining hall, kitchen and offices. It was the center of our pack village.
The rest of the pack members lived in their own houses throughout the Nightshade village. We had forges that made most of our weapons, bakeries that provided bread for the pack members, worksh
