Chapter 174

Issac

I listened long into the night not disappointed at the sounds coming from the next room. Those three had something the rest of us could only dream of. I heard Mouse leave the room. I couldn’t imagine walking away from something like that. As I roused myself I knew my chair was more than a transformation device. It ws a cocoon making a caterpillar into a fucking butterfly. I was invested in not just the transformation but the story behind all the things I didn’t know. The scars on her back were just one layer to the tale I didn’t know needed telling before.

I came out of my room to find Mouse and my sister cuddled on the couch, with cups of coffee in their hands. Whatever this task was I would be all in. The men came soon after and Bri stole the kitchen making bacon and eggs after asking Zoe if it was alright. Beau and Wyatt peaked into cabinets and started pulling out plates and things as she needed them, lining a tray with paper towels and washing things as she went. They simpl