I had no idea what Aspen was thinking, but there were only a few days until her self-imposed deadline. Though with Grams still alive, she might stay longer. It seemed like there were some promising signs in our relationship and with the pack. She was eating in the dining room now and earlier tonight I watched her in the theater room with a large group of pack members. She was laughing with them and asking questions about their lives. All good signs for someone who I hoped would be the Luna of the pack. She voluntarily sought me out tonight, and snuggled next to me in front of the fire until she fell asleep. That had to be a good sign, right? Normals were hard to understand.
In spite of her protestations, I knew Aspen was feeling the bond. Her heartbeat quickened when we were close togethe
