Who Hurt You

Reaching my bedroom, I inspected the room. I will miss this home. Even though the pack members didn't treat me with kindness, this home was my haven, our little place. I was happy Luca didn't go through half of what I had to endure because he's a kid and the young ones didn't know anything about politics but he would come home, angry because someone commented something about me to him and the boy knew how to throw a good punch.

I quickly showered and wore my shorts, soft t-shirt, and socks. I pulled my hair into a messy bun before going back to the main room. My mouth watered at the delicious goodness on the table and I sat on the carpet, grabbing my food to eat.

" Have your men gone back? I haven't been seeing them lately," I said.

" Some did with Aspen, and the others are traveling with us tomorrow," He answered, eating his noddles. I nodded, so we are going with brooding Jett. For some reason, he irked me.

" You must be sad to leave your friends," I told Luca.

" It sucks, do we