Damian took me to the Pack House after he packed my things for me. Both Damian and Noah agreed that it was the safer option, giving them the majority vote. At first I was irritated at their stupid “male egos”, I wasn’t helpless and fragile little bird that needed protecting, I am quite capable in taking care of myself. I gave up since Damian was unwavering in his demand, leaning against the wall with crossed arms and a raised brow until I budged. He could count himself lucky that he managed to weaken my resolve in the privacy of my bedroom. I wasn’t going to win this one without a fight, and I didn’t feel like starting a fight so with a heavy sigh of annoyance I took my bag from him and marched out the door of Noah’s apartment.
When I reached the bottom step I saw Noah rise awkwardly from
