April's Point of View
Lucas and I walked back to the packhouse hand in hand. It felt so good to be able to spend time alone with him that, for the first time in weeks, Amira was sleeping peacefully in my head. Lucas and I had let our wolves free so that they could screw each other's brains out, and when they were done, we took over where they let off. It had been an amazing afternoon, and if we didn't have the twins I would have been well up for staying out all night. Regardless of whether George and Mia were coming over or not.
But, as much as I didn't want to, we had to get back to reality and as the packhouse came into view I felt my steps quickening up. I wanted to see Alex and I really wanted to see Mia. Before the wedding, I hadn't seen Mia for a couple of months, and after
