Devon

Ava and I sit together in the small cafeteria currently set up to hold all of the pack and its allies. Six packs in total now occupy the space, all clustered together at the long tables, eating their fill before the battles to come.

All of the available living spaces have been taken up, and some of the overflow has spilled into the cafeteria.

Ava sits across from me at the table, her head bowed down to her bowl of stew. Her light hair falls down over her face, ...