Eliana POV

The pack mopes around me as we arrive at the house. Noah included.

What are they thinking?

After I told them to get off of the ground 50 times, them still refusing I said if they didn't get up I wouldn't forgive them. They protested saying they had to apologize and I've only managed to get them this far telling them we would talk about it at home.

Now we're home.

We step from the driveway into the training front yard as the wonderful smells of good food fill my nostrils.  I almost melt.

I've been so stressed out, I haven't eaten the way I want to.

"Eliana!"...