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Delilah. It has been two weeks since Maddy has left the pack house. No calls. No text, nothing to us. I am worried because I know the kind of person Brad is. She hasn’t taken any call from us but I’m trusting in the fact that Brad will not do anything to her when he remembers that she is the Alpha’s sister. Fiona, a new worker in the pack house who tends to the garden walks in behind me. I turn to her and we offer each other a smile. I am rinsing my hands after trying pottery for the first time—she’s teaching me. “It will take time, Luna Delilah. You must be patient.” Fiona says. “I know. It just seems too simple to be failing at.” I say, washing the brown mud from my fingers and the door opens widely. Adrien walks in and the moment he stares at Fiona, he stops abruptly. I clear my t