LYRA VALORIC

Dragging my box, I unzipped the bag and folded my freshly washed clothes inside. I halted when my ears picked up distressed noises and panic all over the pack.

What was going on?

Without thinking twice, I left what I was doing and hurried downstairs. Some of the other women were also outside, but since they all hated me, I didn’t dare ask them.

A woman was on the floor, crying and wailing uncontrollably. Some pack members tried to console her, but she was insufferable.

“No ...