Maia's POV
Everything feels different tonight. I don't know how, but I feel different. Like I'm a whole new version of myself. Like my whole world is turning around. Not for the worse, in fact for the better.
I feel something right about all of this. I can't explain it, but there's this strange calmness inside me, that tells me this is all how it's supposed to be. That I am exactly where I'm supposed to be.
I'm seated on a chair, out on the compound of Ron's pack house... well, my packhouse now. Ron is seated right next to me on his own chair, and we are both on top of an elevated wooden podium.
It's a whole party tonight at the packhouse. He threw an entire party to introduce me to the pack. The night is dark and cloudy, but there's still moonlight coming from the edges of the clouds
