Chapter Eighty-five (Brook's Bar)

Eirika found her way inside the Nightstalkers Pack and to Brook's bar, glad to see the place was still open. There were a few customers still drinking in the bar, and some of them were in bandages. They gave her an acknowledging nod when they saw her. Brook was serving drinks to a group of gammas when she saw her and the other she-wolf's lips stretched in a smile.

"Ah, see who has returned, and as the Maveric's mate no less," Brook jest. Eirika chuckled despite her mood.

"Nice to see you too, Brook," she said.

"I knew you were the type to not go down without a fight. I am happy to know I am right about you," she said.

"Thank you, Brook. How are you and… business?" Erika asked, gesturing.

"As you can see… still thriving, can't complain. I heard you are one of the reasons we still have a home…"

"I wouldn't take credit for that."

"We've faced plenty of foes over the years, my dear friend and the Maverick hadn't seen it fit to come to our aid," she said. Eirika laughed.

"Fine,