-Lily-
There’s nothing like home. What a load of crap!
I dropped my bag onto the floor and let Little Diva down on the familiar wooden surface. My small house was cold and dark, and it felt nothing like a welcoming place. Everything had been cleaned up—my window was even fixed—but it still didn’t feel like home.
I sighed and headed to the kitchen, craving something strong to drink, only to realize that, having been away for almost two weeks, I had neither groceries nor alcohol. I didn’t even know why I’d bothered looking for some.
Yet I must have gotten too accustomed to living with the wolves, thinking my fridge would be stocked. I closed the door and leaned against it, rubbing my tired eyes.
“Meow!” I looked down at Little Diva, who was staring at me with her intense yellow eyes.
