A week had passed since the attack. Gina and Zaros were recovering well, and they sat at the dining room table next to one another, partaking in another feast. This one a celebration for not only people being returned to their lives due to the effort of the pack breaking free hostages, but for Zaros and Gina taking down a major enemy when their hands were forced. Things had been closed, but they got through it.

Jecht sat on the other side of Gina, chewing and grinning, laughing at a ...